Letter XVI
Dear God,
When I cry, I know you're going to be with me. I know that you will be with me as I'm broken and as I'm hurting.
That isn't you to leave me. That isn't you to not be with me. That isn't you to ignore me, broken and hurting.
That isn't you and never will be.
I know you'll hold me when I cry in the rain tonight.
Please.
Help me, God.
Mahal kita,
Nichi
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