Dear Wynn,

My entire life used to revolve around you.

It still does.

If ever something exciting happened to me, which was immensely rare, you were the very first person I told.

I based everything on what you wanted. I would join the clubs you did, hate the teachers you hated, love the foods you loved. Every choice I had, every decision I made, I always considered you in the equation.

I don't blame you. Not at all. If anything, you tried to stop it. You tried encouraging me to do my own things, have my own hobbies, be my own person.

You were the sun. And I was the pathetic asteroid orbiting around you.

Suns shouldn't be able to be killed.

Without the sun, the asteroid would just be stuck in a cold, never-ending universe.

Yours truly,

Maia