"All my love was down, in a frozen ground."

I feel as though the only connection left between us is through the existence of this blog. This virtual bridge is the only way that I can convey my feelings to you without you getting angry. You know, it kills me to see that this is the only way I can talk to you anymore. I can pretend that you come here and read sometimes and never respond. It's like you're listening. I suppose in this twisted way I still have a sister. The thought is somewhat reassuring sometimes, but I know that it's only denial. But pretending is the only way that I can still claim I have a sister.