Goodbye Letter

Dear Love,

You are reading this because you have searched through my files in order to find some information or just to snoop. I suppose I should explain as to why you are even reading this letter. I wanted to have something documented about me, writing to someone before I die. This letter is addressed to love, because I love you no matter who you are. God says we should love our neighbors as we love ourselves. Which means you should accept and love everyone no matter whom or whatever they may be. I do think about this sometimes; I suppose he does know best. I do hope that he got me into believing that he gave his only son for us, which I hope I do believe. Right now I am struggling between I think it’s for attention or it’s actually serious. But if he says so, I will try to believe. And I’m not saying that to look good, I must put that in there for my own sake for I may go crazy if I do not. I do request that if I was murdered, that you forgive them. No matter what they did to me before I died, I ask that you forgive them. After all God forgave us for our sins. I wish that I knew how to save myself from dying. If it is from old age I suppose it was my time to go. If not, then I do hope you forgive them. Acceptance of death takes time, a lot of time. Which is why if you are reading this before I’m dead, do not confront me about it. Just put it back in its place where you found it please. Do not throw this out; remember it as you remember me. I will probably forever be fifteen in this letter; this is the age I am writing this. Today’s date was August 1, 2007. I just finished watching the OC a few hours ago. Maybe just an hour, I can’t count very well. That was a lie, I love math. And you know that very well about me. You can’t read minds dearest, so you can only imagine what was going through my mind at the time. And that is what you will forever do. You will wonder about what I was wearing, my hair color at the time, perhaps my style of it too, maybe the time. I do wish this helps you get through things. A letter from me can always brighten up a mood, right? Well I suppose I should be sleeping or doing something else more important. I love you, goodnight and goodbye.

Love,
Margarita