Dear Mikey,
am I still allowed to call you that or are we not on nickname terms anymore?
Today I fell asleep at my best friends grave. I know, it was a selfish move, but I have no one, absolutely no one. And you know that my mum lives across the world, and my dad walked out on us when I was 9. My only friends were Y/B/F/N , the boys and you. I got a ban, from being within 100 meters of Y/B/F/N grave, they didn't understand that she was my best friend, I told them that we were like sisters, but they didn't care, at all. I used to go there to vent. I used to tel her all my problems. She wouldn't have judged me whether she was alive or dead. I'd probably cried bucketfuls whilst I was there too, I showed her my healing scars too, I know what your wondering, "how can I do that, she's dead" but I just rolled my sleeves up and showed her, as if she was watching me from above. Which I know she is. I hope so anyway. But I guess now its all over, since I'm not allowed to fuçking be near her anymore.
I haven't tried contacting any of your friends or family either, because I know you don't want me too. So I just stay at home most days, sitting on my bed near your guitar and listen to all your favourite music. I don't want to move one Michael. You were the one, and I still love you
Your princess...no.... Me, just me
