Dear Papa, Jason, Bruce, and all the rest of you guys,
Sorry, guys, I guess I can't move on. Doesn't really matter to me, anyway. You broke your promises, so why can't I?
God, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I don't think I can get out of this. I miss you. Stefan misses you. Little brother misses you.
Love you guys. See you soon. No flowers this time, sorry. But maybe I'll bring lunch, if the weather is nice. Uncle is taking good care of Stefan, but he misses you, Papa. Maybe I'll bring him, too. He knows what it means when we go to the park. He looks at your stone and I can see his eyes and I know that he knows.That somehow makes it worse, Papa. I'd rather he didn't know. I know he's smart, but he's just a dog. He's innocent. Pure. Seeing that sadness in him, it's awful.
I don't know what to do anymore. My life is almost empty, almost meaningless. I'm only ever living for the few people I have left. They need me, so I am here. So long as they need me, I will be here. But a part of me can't help but want, with every bit of my heart and my soul, to be with you. I love you all. I love you so much.
I can't get over this. I don't think I ever will. I want to. If it means it'll stop hurting, or hurt less, then I want to get over you. It sounds horrible for me to even say that. No one should ever forget you, all that each of you has done. But I'm saying it, because I'm alive, and you're not, and I know you all will forgive me. But I love you so much. I can't get over you.
I love you. I love you. I love you so much. I love you more than anything. The problem is that I can't. I can't. I love you too much, and that's why I'm stuck.
I'll never stop loving you. I love you, Papa. I love you, Jason. I love you, Bruce. I love all of you. I can only hope that you received my feelings. I have no other way of getting them to you.
Love you all,
Sister
P.S. Little brother's starting to get big. I hope you can see him. You would be as proud as I am.