I loved him. I killed him. I miss him. I will never stop blaming myself for the car accident, for killing him. My soul will never stop untill my heart stops beating. I promise I didn`t mean to do it, it should be me in that grave stone and not him maybe people would be happier if it was that way. Nothing is the same way anymore everything is scarier than a nightmare, darker than outerspace, and colder than an ice box. I`m sorry for killing you. Maybe it`s time for me to go too. It`s my tern to go to sleep and never wake up never wake up from this nightmare. Please don`t let me go away.
January 19, 2010