a/n: an entry for ƞew year • ƞew story || a 2015 writing competition
technically used prompt number four, but i wanted to rewrite the prompt that sounded more like a complete sentence, i hope that was okay. 

i wanted to move on from the roleplay. i wanted to get everything out here. those few months have been so precious and dear to me. i've missed so many people from those blessed months. and, i thought that maybe writing this would finally help close the chapter. it's been almost two years since i've written in that directory. i got sad that people could move on and i was still stuck. but things have happened, times have changed, and i wanted to start anew. so, i guess, by writing this, i say close the old book and try once more to live.

thank you, mermaid prince. you have always been so kind to me. i looked back at your goodbye post and i was thinking the same thing with myself now. back then, i was just so envious that you were getting your life back together. and now, i'm so glad that you are. i gotta get on that too. i have to start piecing together my own life because if i want happiness. it needs to start. 

thank you so much. i still love texting you letters, i hope i get to be a part of your life for awhile.

o6/12/2015:

my mother has always been so strong. when her grandmother died, i saw a more vulnerable side, i saw a lot. and when i watched her suffer for another day, my motivation to write this one shot was revived. we lose people day after day, some make it farther than others and, now that i've seen both my mother and my father crack when their mother passed away, i've come to realize how precious my parents' lives are. you can never forget death. it is one of the many things that haunt you. 

i've seen my father's voice crack for once in his life. i've seen my mother cry and ask why her mother didn't wait until she could come? please, life is precious, please remember this.