And now state lines look like the Berlin Wall

Ear Candy: "What Sarah Said" by Death Cab for Cutie

Dear Jessica,
I hate you. I hate you for leaving me. I hate you for not beingh ere or picking up the phone when I frantically called you to make sure it wasn't true, confirming that it was. I hate you because I can't hate you, and I love you, and now I feel empty inside because you're not here. No one was ever a better or worse friend to me than you were. No one understood me like you. We practically had our own language! Our jokes, all of our play time, every huge fight that was "the final fight", and yet we always bounced back... What the hell am I supposed to do without you?! How could you just go and leave me like that? You know we had too many plans! There was too much left to do, too much we didn't say, or laugh about... I'm sorry I wasn't there for you more. I'm sorry I wasn't there. I need you. I love you. I miss you so much I feel like I might break. I'm so sorry. Hopefully, you are somewhere wonderful where you are happy, and can eat all the onions you want, because I know how much you love onions. And old, rotting chicken. I love you.

Patsy.