Letters to Olympia

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Dear Olympia,
I'm scared. The fear envelopes my body and wedges itself in every single crack it can. I will not break. I have to do this for you, and though you may not know it... I've been living for you for a while. You're so cold to the world a pale fragment of broken glass to yourself, I think of you different. You are so very different. You're special and let me tell you Olympia, I can't do this without you and I will always wait for you once you wake up. It's easy to not wake up, to not let your worries tie their noose around you. It won't happen at least not with me around. I can't bring myself to bring the knife to the noose so instead my calloused fingertips work on it slowly. The knife is too close to you and I'm terrified of ever hurting you. I've allowed myself to too much of what I shouldn't know. I'm going to breathe in my fear and turn the page.

Please wake up...

Love,
Verena