"Whoever gets this..."
It started. A tear dropped down my face.
It was a suicide letter.
My best friend.
You had picked a random locker and put it in.
"I know it's your locker.
I'm sorry, dear.
But I have to go.
Forever."
I yelled your name.
A double syllable name.
Tears rung in my voice.
People stared.
Thinking I was now insane.
Maybe that I was in love with you.
Well, I am.
What can I say?
"I love you.
This is going to hurt you so bad.
But it won't kill you.
And you won't kill yourself.
Don't do it, hun."
A tear swelled and fell.
Staining the letter
and bluring the words.
"I'm so so sorry.
God's calling me.
I have to answer him.
I'll see you in Heaven, okay?
I love you so much.
I'll wait for you forever."
This wasn't happening.
Was it?
This must just be a dream.
"This seems like a dream to you,
I know it does.
I know you.
But...it's not.
My body might be away,
but you'll always have my heart."
I don't only want your heart.
I want all of you.
You're mine, How could God do this??
"God did this for a reason,
He needed to prove that you're strong.
That you don't need me.
Just remember, I'll always love you."
I ran to your house,
I heard the explosion, the shot.
I fell to the ground, the middle of the road.
"Hun, you just heard the shot.
You're crying and on the ground right now.
It'll be alright.
I'm still here.
You feel the warmth on your shoulder?
Yeah, that's me."
I did feel it,
I smiled,
You were there still.
"Remember, I will always love you."
And it closed out with your name.
There was no goodbye.
Because we would see each other again.
