My heart aches at the thought
of you being missing for the next
few days. Should I let you know I'm
here for you? You know that I am but
I know you won't act on it. You would
rather suffer alone than allow someone to help,
for fear that you are bothering them, burdening
them. How could you ever be a burden, silly girl?
I already miss you and it has been one day. One
small day. But I know I have these pains because
you are alone in your head and your thoughts run
ceaselessly. I will try not to worry, but I know it won't
take me very long to fail. But for you, I will try.