Wanting to be better. Not for your brothers, like I guess it should be, just for you.
So many people you never got to meet. And I’ll never know if it was something I did or didn’t do or just BAM time’s up!
Your name was Tallulah. You would have begrudged me, that.
The things you were. The things you could have seen AND BEEN!
Baby, you will never even know what real food tastes like. I have all of your experiences for you.
Goddamn. Baby girl.
We walk around, sometimes, all five of us and I’m so sorry, so goddamn sorry that it isn’t you.
I don’t understand it. I never will, I guess.
Do you remember anything?? Do you know how much I really fucking wanted you?