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Dear Y/N,
I thought you were happy. I thought you were the happiest girl I met. People cared, you knew that I did. Remember that time when we went to the mall and ran around like little 10 year olds. You laughing and smiling. I miss you. Miss everything about you. Your touch, scent, every detail about you, i miss. I should of help you, should knew that you covered up your scars with your bracelets and you didn't let me put the one that I got you because you didn't want me to see them. When I found a razor in your case, I thought it was just nothing, I should been worried and not of shake it off. I could of got you help. You acted liked you were fine and you weren't. I should of knew! Your smile was fake Like it was painted on there to hide everything. I needed you and you left, I STILL need you Y/N. The boys miss you. They don't act the same. The Janoskians spilt, Luke hasn't been hyper like he always was, no more twin talk time, no more daresundays, no more smiles since you left us. People miss you and wish you could come back but won't happen. I still love you and won't stop or never move on Y/N.
Love,
Daniel/Skip
I then set the note on her grave
R.I.P
Y/N Y/L/N
January 6, 1995-December 5, 2015
✖️🐋✖️🐋✖️🐋✖️🐋✖️🐋✖️🐋✖️
This was short too, sorry. But I have got a lot done and I am going to try to get a chapter uploaded on my Michael Clifford fanfic.
If you like Michael you should go read it💁🏾
WISH WE COULD TURN BACK TIME TO THE GOOD OLD DAYS, WHEN YOUR MOMMA SANG US TO SLEEP BUT NOW WE ARE STRESSED OUT. (If you know that song comment because I love this song okay bye)
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