Love Letter

Dear Friend,

It's been a while since we last spoke, it's been... odd to say the least since the incident. I regret what happened between us and I was speaking out of anger. I want to say I'm sorry, I know that its just one word but I mean it. I am truly sorry. I wish none of this ever happened. In a selfish way, I wish you were right here with me right now. I wish you were just as screwed as me because at least that way, we'd be together. I'm still confused as to if you served the purpose in my life that you were supposed to. I guess you did, but it... it just doesn't feel right. It feels... incomplete. Like our story isn't over yet you know? Almost as if there's more to it or at least there should be. I really wish you were here right now so I can say all of this to you in person. I know we've been somewhat on and off friends since then and to be honest it's kinda weird. Especially because sometimes when it's just us talking, our conversations are completely different and seem a lot more sincere. Maybe because we've both changed a lot since then, new friend groups, different routines. Maybe it's because we're not used to it yet and we haven't adjusted? I just feel like it shouldn't take this long. I mean you're probably never going to read this since I'm stuck here all by myself. Everyone else is either dead or missing so right now I have, I'd say roughly three months of food if I ration it properly. So I guess, I'm really just writing to myself here like a journal. Either way, I still really wish you were here so you could actually hear what I'm saying. There's really no point in any of this because you're never going to read it. I wish I got the chance to tell you when I had the chance.

Skyler