a smile, a wisper

She answered my email. The girl I told about, the girl were I thought she is dead. I'm so happy.
She said, she was in the hospital... I don't know why, but I think she tried to end her life and was found. Thats my guess. I wish I could help her, cheer her up... make her life liveable.
Why is this world so cruel someti.... so often?
We are seldomly able to see the beauty in life, I fear.

I miss the little plastic tree I used to have.
Just a tree-shaped plastic piece, clear, with the skelet of a tree on it, made of glitter.

I miss our old flat.
I miss that I can't see the sunset whenever I wish.
I miss that I can't see the sunrise whenever I wish.

I don't know what I want. I fear the future somewhat. There seems to be nothing I want to work for. I wonder why.

Thanks to everybody who commented on my entries, I really love to get replies.
*hugs and kisses*