Four days until that day....

Dear Kurt,

God I love you. I miss you. It's exactly four days until the eighteenth anniversary of that day you were taken and I will post a big one for it that asks why?? I will be moving up to Seattle in the next few weeks, but you already know that. I will be posting the flyers again. And you already know that too.

I hope to get rid of all these frivilous voices that cloud yours and my thoughts of you as soon as the medicine kicks in then I will be free of it and the need to find a way to step back in time and be with you. Is that right or wrong, or was it meant to be this way for a reason? Well, I hate her for doing this to you. What else can I say? Love, Always.