It has been 6 days.
I forgot about you.
And this morning I talked about you as if you were alive.
Like...you right here.
and It hurts to laugh and cry.
To laugh to remember all the fun times.
and to cry to know we can never have them again.
I hate crying...but when I think about you they pour down because I can not help but feel bad for everything I did not do.
I regret letting you die.
Letting you take your own life because I hated him.
He took everything from you.
But I took so much more.
I want to hold you in my arms one more time...
My best better then best friend.
No one will ever replace you.
You tore yourself away from my heart.
each rip everything we had...no one can fill.
I am so lost broken...like everything.
everything.
I am sorry vicky.
Your mom was right.
I wish I could have done more.
<3
I love you.
-
sam.
