Send me “I miss you” to know what my muse will say after 1 year, 5 years, then to 10 years after your muse’s death.

1 year (16 years old):

[☄] — “Hey…”

“It’s been a while since I last saw you around…like, a really long while.
M-maybe it’s the wrong time for me to say this, but…I’m finding it…hard to believe that you’re actually gone. I thought you said that it wasn’t possible—for you to die again, I mean. It doesn’t make sense…one minute, I can see you perfectly a-okay, and the next…it’s like you’re not even there anymore.

Zoe, please stop hiding from me. I-I have no idea what I did wrong, but I swear to God I can fix this.
I can, I really can…if you just come back.
Please come back.”

5 years (20 years old):

[☄] — “Zoe, I’m scared.
Like, really, really fucking scared.”

"I-I can’t see you anymore. I’ve tried so hard t-to…well, see you again, and I’ve tried so hard to revisit our old hangouts and everything just hoping that you’ll be there. But you n-never are.
Am I doing something wrong?

It’s been—what?
Five whole years since I’ve last seen you and five whole years since we’ve last talked.
I’ve never stopped believing, I promise you. And I never will.”

10 years (25 years old):

[☄] — “For fuck’s sake, Zoe…where the hell are you?!
It’s been ten entire years, and I haven’t seen you once. Did you disappear off of the face of this planet, did you ‘move on’, did you get caught up in the whole ‘guardianship’ fiasco, or what?

Please come back…please come back.”

"Zoe, man…I-I can’t take it anymore. You’re my best friend.
I can’t accept the fact that you’re…missing; missing without even saying good-bye. Missing…because of me..?
I know I’m probably not the best friend you’ve always wanted and that you deserve way better than me, but…I need you.
Zoe, please talk to me. One sentence, one word…anything is better than this horrible fucking silence.

I miss you,

I’m sorry, Zoe. I’m so, so, so damn sorry.”