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February 11 2011

It's been two years now. Two. One was the hardest. One friend. I went to your grave today. put down wildflowers. And you know what! I'm still waiting for the miracle sherlock, I'm still waiting. Why can't you just be with me now? I love you. Forever. I love you. Please. All the people who come to my house ask me how I'm doing. I'm not fine. Your the only true friend I've had. The only one I love. Everyday I look in your closet and feel your clothes. I put them on sometimes. And I cry. Why did you jump. Why. When you had the blood on your face. Oh god no. Tomorrow I have a job interview. I need to buy milk. I need to go now. And don't worry I won't sell your stuff.

JW

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