I'll always need youI'll always need you to rub my back when I'm upset
Especially when I try to push you away and tell you to stop
I'll always need to tell you these things
I'll always wish I was there with you
I'll always have these thoughts
I'll always hate December
I'll always hate that you left me here
Alone
Alone
What about me?
Did you even consider how I would feel?
You were supposed to get better
I prayed for you to get better
I cried
I begged god to take me instead
I yelled at him for taking you away
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Letters from here
RandomThese are all of the things I never said and all of the things I wish I could say.. This is my way of grieving.