07.21.15

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july 21,2015

Dear brother,
It has been two months, two weeks and one day since you've passed.

I do not think I can handle the loneliness any longer. I feel myself fall more and more by the day. I try to write you letters of our childhoodgood memories. But all it does is break me because we can no longer make new memorable memories as before. I cannot listen to music, every song I hear come on; reminds me of you. Even if its the littles things, one line, one word of the songyou pop into my mind.

My wound in my heart once ripped open wide again. It hurtsit hurts a lot Pietro. I don't know what to do anymore Pietro. I've done everything to keep my mind off of you passing and tried to handle the grieving process, but I just can't do it.

Hope all is well, where you go.

Wanda

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