by Benji
Dearest Cinnamon,
I know it seems cliché asking this, but does it ever get easier? I admit, for a while there, I was trying to hold the pain in. I wanted everyone to think I was able to go on with my life. It seems silly, I know, but I didn't want anyone worrying about me. Which seems even sillier, because I know they understand that I'm still grieving in my own way.
I spoke to an old friend recently and we talked about you. I told her how I still missed you and how I keep thinking about the day you left this world. I told her how I still have nightmares about the way you left. She understood. And she understood when I broke down and cried. And I needed that. It's like that quote says... grief really is like the ocean. I know that one day I'll learn how to swim through it, but right now, I can't stop thinking of you.
It's been a while since I've updated, but I feel like I need to right now. I feel like getting this out there will help me, and I already feel like it has. I'm still thinking of you. Not a day goes by when I don't.