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Dear God,

Funny word I used to address you, seeing that I’m not entirely sure which subsection you belong to. In fact, I don’t know who I’m speaking to, whether I’m speaking to something so large ill never truly understand it or whether I’m speaking to anything at all. Before you ignore me- which I think anyone in their right minds would- please please realize that I’m not asking for anything for myself. It seems stupid to do so, ive never given you anything, why would you even listen? They say you’re all forgiving and what not, but I don’t see the point in asking for forgiveness when I know that I do way to much wrong for you to ever see me in the right light. I ask too many questions, I require too many answers- lets just say that blind faith kind of evaporated along with dreams of world peace and a fair life.

Khair, this isn’t about me, this about her, and if you do exist, then you know exactly who I’m talking about. If you had a list of priorities, or some sort of ‘people who love me the most’ type list im sure she’s on the top of it. Since ive known her, she’s been really great as far as you’ve been concerned, always following everything you’ve said. There was a time when I thought it was just because of her family and doing what she had been told to do, but now I understand. And I see that she truly believes in you, in all your words and in all your directions. It means something to her; all your symbols and all the actions that she performs hold significance for her. And come on, you and I both know that in this day and age that’s really quite a bit.

So, being your all knowing and all everything self, im sure you know what’s going on in her life, and perhaps in some of the images you’ve seen me, and some of her other friends. Please don’t tell me you saw me cry that day, it was horrible, no one knows, and hey im supposed to be the strong one. Actually whatever, you can know, I doubt you’ll tell.

Well done, im joking with God. BACK to the point. Yeah so today I bring you her case. Why? Because I don’t know what else to do and some one said that in your most helpless and hopeless you can help out. That guys cool, you probably know of him well, he’s somewhere on that list as well. Anyway, so here I am, to beg.

Please, please please please take care of her. Please. Take whatever you want from me, take everything, and just take care of her. She needs it, she deserves it, and I can’t think of a single person I know who doesn’t deserve it as much as she does. It’s been a rough couple of months, and I think that I can’t do anymore, because grief is personal and no matter how hard I try ill never understand. But you see this kind of thing everyday don’t you? You must know, you must understand, if you don’t who else will? So for her sake, for everyone who loves her, who everyone who wants to help but doesn’t know how, please help her out. Im not asking you to wave a magic wand and take it all away, all im asking for is that everyday she feels just a little bit better, and soon all those little bits make her one whole again. And she smiles like she used to, with her eyes, so you know the emotion penetrates right through. And make her laugh, please God make her laugh again, without guilt or pain or second thoughts.

I beg of you. I beg of you.

And so I end this, hoping that you listen. I hope everything’s good on your side. Um, I would say take care of you but im pretty sure all the angels and stuff are doing that already.

Oh and can you please make the electricity stay for more than five minutes? Actually wait that’s a selfish question, scratch that. Concentrate on her, ill deal with the heat.

Till we meet again,
Goodbye.