I considered you an angel. I used to be scared of you when I was young, because you knew everything about everything and that scared me to ever be anything around you because you’d just know. And at the same time I felt safe since you did know everything. You seemed very content with life and its bitchslaps and I admire you for that, very much. I always considered stopping by to check up on you and say hello and just chat and whatnot, but the fright always stopped me (wish I did come by, at least once). I love how you were always concerned about your neighbors, you made me feel like everything would be okay (moreso than the voices in my head). The last conversation I had with you was about that dead bird, and you made up an excuse just to make me feel better ( I knew it was an excuse, thank you). It helped, I told myself that it just landed perfectly infront of my door. You’re beautiful, You will be missed, truly. Now I’m not safe anymore, now nobody knows everything, now I’m alone. I’ll be sure to see you in the afterlife, take care, love.

@1 year ago