You may have destroyed all that we’ve worked for, but that wouldn’t stop us from working. You may have buried our dreams, but that wouldn’t stop us from dreaming. Like all the others that have come before you, you failed to break us.
Until now, I wonder about the things you were thinking when you jumped. Did you think it was the only way out? Or were you just trying to get into some unknown territory? I wish I knew. I wish you could tell me. It sucks not being able to talk to you. I miss you.