I love you-

You know that right?

Every time that I have told you no,

I was hoping it was for your own good.

You say you are no longer the same person,

That he died long ago.

I don't belive you.

I will always see you as the strong, amazing,

and most bravest person I've ever known.

You are my other half.

When you went away,

A part of me did as well.

I started listening to your music, watching the things you watch.

And whenever I saw a scrawny looking white boy I would think of you-

and wish you were back home.

I want to say I'm sorry.

I'm sorry life dealt us a shitty hand.

And I'm sorry you feel as if you're drowning.

I'm sorry if you've ever felt alone. 

I'm sorry for all the times you were without an actual home-

with love and affection and family.

I'm so fucking sorry that the person who did this to you blood runs through my veins.

I want you to know that I believe in you.

Everyone believes in you. 

You are so important in my life,

I don't know what I would do without you.

I can't imagine my life without you in it.

Please come home.

I will spend the rest of my life making this up to you.

Please come home.

Please, please, please.

With every passing day, it is harder to breathe without you here.

I want to be close with you again.

I love you-

I miss you-

I'm Sorry.

Your Sister,

Gloria