Second Letter

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Dear Angela,

Another anniversary of your death has passed, but here I am, still unable and not ready to accept that the woman I love is really gone and the only way I could talk to here is to sit in front of her grave. Or by just this letter.

My friends came over today. I know they are doing their best to cheer me up, to comfort me. And I appreciate them. Really. Yet nothing in this world could ever make me feel better. Unless I get another chance to be with you.

I wsih I could talk and see you again. I would give anything for that to happen. Anything.

I miss you so fucking much it hurts.

Sincerely,
Lucius

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