First off Happy Birthday! 20 years old is kinda exciting. The count down for 21 has begun. We haven’t talked in awhile. I have so many questions. How are you? What’s it like where you are? Tell me it all in detail. Lets talk for hours. I miss your voice and your laugh. I look forward to the day I hear from you but I know it won’t happen. It never will. You decided to kill yourself. You left us and now were all here celebrating without you. It doesn’t feel much like celebrating though. God I miss you everyday. There’s nothing I can really do though to fix it because you took away all the options. So for now I’ll just celebrate each year and know that I’m one year closer to seeing you again.
Who you left behind