You put that rope around your neck and left this world. Why did you do it? No one knows. It pains us all. Why would say your just fine or make plans with everyone? Why didn't ask you for help? I've always been there for you through thick and thin. I thought if you needed help you would come to me. I guess I was wrong. Maybe it's my fault. I didn't try to see through your mask you put on to hide your pain. If anyone should have understood such a mask it would've been me, but even I didn't see. I wonder what went through your mind as you choked your own life away leaving all your friends, family, and fiance behind. Maybe all of us didn't look hard enough. Maybe all of us didn't talk enough. We don't know you didn't leave a note. Now we all wonder why and everyone is confused. Everyone cried when they found out. Did you see everyone crying? I don't hate you but I hate what you did. You had everything going for you. You had the love of your life, money for a house, and college. You had a great future ahead of you, but instead you threw it all away by putting that rope around your neck. Did you even think about everything you were leaving behind? Did you even think to wait until after Thanksgiving? I guess not. You had just turned eightteen and were having the world handed to your on a silver plate. All everyone asks is why did you do or why didn't you leave a note? We're all hurting still and I cry everytime I think of you. I am surpised I still got tears for you. Next month it will be a year since you've been gone. A year since I last talked to you. A year since I last saw you. A year since we last hugged.I still have your number written down but I never text or call anymore because I know you not going to be able to answer, but sometimes when I am feeling really down I do call and hope you answer. It still hurts so much. You are now permantly burned in my mind. I don't think I will ever forget a friend like you. I still wish you were here and so does everyone else. You have forever touched everyones life.
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