I finally finished writing this unsendable letter.
There used to be people waiting for me, waiting for me to finish class, waiting for me to get through all the difficult late nights.
Now that the lights are out and the road is blocked, the person who would light up his phone screen and wait for my message will never come back.
The long night is still so long, but no one is willing to wait with me for dawn.
Purpose: To tell a story about a relationship that has been worn away by time and distance, to record the emptiness and despair after loss, and the difficulty of letting go.