I regret not telling you I love you one last time.
I regret you believing that James and I would be better without you.
Because to this day, I cry at movies about suicide. I am weak when I see a young girl with her mother and I am left without one. I dont have my best friend anymore.
But I think I regret most, is that you wont be there to see me graduate from college or meet the girl of my dreams.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
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