Life After Suicide: A True Story

I love you to the moon and back

10-14-97 you were born
08-09-24 you left.
Forever 26 and forever my best friend Lizard

Who was Alyssa?
Alyssa and I met for the first time at a celebration of life for one of her family members who lived two houses down from me and my family.
The second time we met was when she moved in with her Omi (grandmother) and lived down the road from me. She got on the school bus and asked if she could sit with me and the rest is history.
We were INSEPARABLE. We of course had our fights and even got grounded from one another at one point, but it never lasted.
The most recent fight we had was, last year and it was over me needing to get my own mental health in check so I cut contact with her because there were some things going on in her life and mine that I just couldn't handle at the time that this took place.
One day, my girlfriend walked out of the house to a pack of Marlboro Black 100s on our porch with a note that said
"Caved and bought a pack. Smoked 1 and was done. Thought you'd like the rest"
It's on a yellow post it note, that I keep in a box of stuff from her. (I literally got up and grabbed it to type it word for word).
I texted her about it and she said it was her, from then we talked and we were good, this no contact thing lasted for about a week at the most. We've never gone longer than a week without talking...

Alyssa was the friend everyone deserves and needs. She is my only BFF, no one else is taking that spot. She was the light to a dark world. She didn't have a mean bone in her body but you fucked with her kids, God damn she became an ass but she'd then cry afterwards because she was mean to someone.
I don't know if anyone will actually read this but it did help me by writing it. I miss her so much and now I just want to sleep.