I miss her everyday. Every night, I cry, I can’t sleep. Tears in my eyes and asking “what did I do” “I still love her” “I wish it never happened”. The realism of knowing she’s never coming back. Her life is better now without you, she lives everyday not thinking of you or how you are. I believe it never really phased her. She wanted it and so, she made it be.
I dreamed and hope that one day I would marry her, not consider killing myself.
I love you, and I always will.