Don't bother writing back

Hello old friend,

How have you been? I haven't talked to you since I don't know when. Probably since

the day your mama passed away, but I got a few things that I'd like to say.

I'm sorry, man, for the things I put you through. The things I made you see, the things

I made you do. The people that you hurt, all the dirt that you did. I know it wasn't you, it

was all me, kid.

Every crime you committed, all the thefts, every assault. Every time you did it, it was

always my fault. All the times you ran, and all the times you got caught. Every guilty

verdict and all the time that you got. For all those wasted days turned into months,

turned into years. I know I was the cause of all those tears.

I seen a couple people around the neighborhood, and they say you've found God,

that you're doing really good, and I know it's kinda lame I'm putting all this in a letter

but I doubt I'll see you again so this way is probably better.

I just want to tell you stay strong and stay free. Don't bother writing back.

To: Me...From: Me