I can't. I'm not able. Just because you said it. It's hard to cope with it. Three small words coming from your mouth, that changed my entire world. You're tongue that twisted in this weird way, sending the message to everyone. This cluster of a few letters. First came I. Then a small break before L came out too. Then O, next V, later E. You took a small break before saying Y, O and U at almost the same time. I didn't know how to reply. It felt unreal. I thought of it a while now. Laying in this hospital bed, I had a lot of time to think. The remorse I'm feeling right now is huge. It's a shame that I couldn't reply. I think about it everyday. How unfortunate that the bomb hit. I was ready to say it back. I really was. Writing this costs me a lot of pain. But writing makes some pain go away. Who knows what's going to happen in a few minutes. The next nazi bomb can hit anytime. But would it be that tragic?
