Dear person I don't talk to as much as I'd like.
Ummm, not to sure who you are... I mean, there are people I don't talk to as much as we used to, but, quite frankly, I'm not ready to put the effort in if they're not. It's not that I don't care that we don't talk, 'cause I do, it's just I don't see the point in talking to them.
Dear deceased person.
Well, this has to be you Con. You're death was a real shock to me tbh, yes I know you were old, but, I only ever talked to you over the phone, and I don't have any memories of actually spending time with you, and I had told mum a month or so before your death that I'd like to see you, so, when we got a phonecall saying you were dead, I just started crying. That was probably the last time I actually did cry, but, if you are looking down at our family, I wish you could come down, and sort nan out, she really is being silly, and very inconsiderate of Tones, Mum's, and my feelings, and tbh, I think you'd probably be the only person she'd listen to:/ Well, hey, in about 70 years time, I'll finally get to meet you I guess(: But, trust me, you're not forgotten, and you never will be. R.I.P. Aunty Con, we love you.
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