#132.

Day 11. A deceased person you wish you could talk to.

Hey there, William.
I've never actually met you before, but you knew that already for sure. If you were still with us, you'd be in your twenties, *coughOLDcough*. I wonder what our lives would have been like if you had lived through infancy. I wonder if I would have even been born. I wonder who's side you would have been on, Steven's, or mine. I wonder if I would have been able to go to you with all my secrets and all my worries. I've always wondered about you, William. Even typing your name in this context is kind of strange. But one day, I really do wish you meet you, greet you, catch up and get to know you. 
Although I haven't met you, I know no matter how you wouldhave grown up to be, I would have been the most supportive sister. I would have loved you regardless, just like I love Steven. I'm sure you're watching over your little sis from way up there in your white robes, or suits or whatever it is you people wear! I'll be anticipating the day I get to meet you, face to face, brew.
Love, your sis, Tien.

I ceebs rambling at the moment. It is fairly early in the morning, I'll come back for a post later, maybe.

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