My Dearest Jessy

I only wish that you would somehow stumble upon this little letter that I'm writing. I wish you could see the tears running down my face as I type this. I wish I could tell you that I know. I wish you would care. I love you so much Jessy. I'm trying to help you, I'm trying to reach out. I want things to be the way they used to be. I want to go back to the days where we shared a bed room, when we lived under the same roof. When we were so close to each other, we could "talk with our eyes". I wish that life didn't take the turns on us that it has. I wish that when you looked in the mirror, you would see looking back at you what I see when I see you. I wish you wanted help. I wish you would stop lying. I wish I could tell you how long I've known, but I'd be ashamed to tell you how long its taken me to try to get you help. I wish that tomorrow wasn't Grandma's birthday, so I could talk to her about this. She is a prayer warrior, you know. Part of the reason I'm in church today... I wish you knew how much I truly love you Jessy. I wish you could see how much this is hurting me. But is all of this wishing for nothing? Do you want this to be the rest of your life? I'm calling out to you, God's tried calling out to you...it's up to you now Jessy. I hope you find this.