Water Taxis Portland, Oregon

Title: Real Illusions
Category: Angst - Original
Rating: PG-15
Warning: Mature Content *, * character death, * Content hetero. Word
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To Dante:

Yes, I am writing this letter while knowing that you'll never read, knowing that you will no longer appear in my life again.

'm sad. You may still not understand what is sadness, but I'm sad. You know I can not live without you, "then why did you go? Why choose me to die in your memory?

Why choose sinking into darkness when I begged for the light?

I feel devastated and your memory will not let me. I hear my name and remember yourt, I intend to continue?

I found on the same road that I went, I found in the shadows begging for a little reality. I found you and noticed how well I did, how much you wanted. What now? What about after the pain I will not join your stupid decision?

"I have no right to recriminártelo? "I have no right, perhaps, to mourn because you abandoned me?

betrayed me. Was that a betrayal, a painful lie that I would love to believe. CHT I do not pretend magic solutions. Sought, only a bit of relief writing this, hoping that in my mind be a moment of peace. But in my mind you're only you, your words and mine, your desires and truths.

In my mind there is no room for anything else other than suffering.

And the more I strive to believe that I should hate you and curse you for this, I just remember you, I call you, you cry ...

just miss you, Dan ...

April.