Sadness Letter Novels & Stories

I’ll just express in the letter what came to mind and what my heart desired. I smiled bitterly. Hello! Mom, Dad. After a few minutes, I finished what I was writing and read it one last time. I felt my tears drip down my eyes like a river because I could finally let go of everything I had been bearing around in my heart for so long. Every word I wrote in the letter flowed like a rising tide. I hugged my letter tightly as I continued to let myself scream in pain and sadness by letting my tears run down my face. I hope my warmth and love reach them through this. May they not be furious with themselves.

I don’t want to think why she is sad or feels guilty because it is a reminder of everything that we have lost. “I just need time.” “Okay.” I don’t even hear her walk away. I stare at the envelope in my hand for long minutes drawing in shaky breaths as I search for the courage to open it. When I finally do, I find a folded letter with small block letters. Wilder,

My Dearest D'Andre, I hope this letter finds its way to you, for it carries words too heavy for my heart to bear alone. In the quiet of this room, as I write these lines, my tears blur the ink, and the weight of my choices presses upon me like an unyielding burden.

Folding the note neatly, I bring out my jotter and pen down my reply. Me: I’m sorry for invading your privacy. I’m sorry that happened to you. I’m sorry for the things you had to experience alone. I’m sorry she didn’t believe you. I’m sorry you are hurting. You didn’t deserve any of it. AJ must be proud to have you as his brother, your dad too must be proud. For what it’s worth, I believe you and I really hope she chokes on her smoothie. Tell me where to keep the letter and I’ll do just that.

I hurt him deeply, and I'll regret it for the rest of my life. I know this letter will come as a shock, maybe even anger you. But I needed you to know the truth. I needed you to understand that I was broken, lost, and desperately trying to cope with the unimaginable. I am so sorry, Kamille. I am so incredibly sorry. With deepest regret, Theresa” That was the last letter and Chaos broke down.

The mother picked up the pen, and opened the file on the floor when her daughter yelled out in tears, “NO! MOTHER!” But, for her, the mother stood firm. Not shading any tears, pressing her sorrow inside her chest, eyes locked on the paper, as her palm shivered with the pen, she lowered the tip and signed the letter. That day was marked as the worse day of their life.

It had my name scribbled on it. Picking it up from the table, I unwrapped an opened it. A letter. It was a letter. Weird. Who still writes letters and waybill them these days? "Dear sir, I wish you a day filled with joy, smile and laughter. I know I won't be able to stop or end the pain you're feeling. I only wish I can. You're as important to me as even my own life. And that's why I must encourage you to please move forward. Stop hurting and try to get better. Remember, there's someone here looking up to you; me. I miss you so much. Love you xoxo.

Audrey, If you've found this letter, it must mean I'm dead... right? I'm sorry I treated you like shit. You don't deserve that. You deserve someone who will love you with all your heart and I'm sorry that I couldn't be the one. I'm sorry I broke our pact but please, please, please don't kill yourself. I have nothing left to live for. I feel like a weight on your shoulders, consistently pulling you down. I can't be that. You deserve so much more. I'm sorry I was so toxic towards you. Trust me, you'll be so much happier without me.

oh lord I can’t. I got an email from Sarah that night which I opened to found out tomorrow was Aiden’s birthday! Maybe this was my chance! Get him a card that says “am sorry”? Nah. That’s lame. I settled for a letter. By the time I was done my bin was full of papers. I couldn’t find the right words. I hope this will be enough to express how sorry I was. I thought, picking up the finished letter to read it one more time. Why not just do it face to face? I hate my life...