Sometimes, it feels as if we were put on this Earth to only feel pain. Life is full of so much loss. So many people you love are gone before you even have the chance to say goodbye. Before you have the chance to tell them what they meant to you. I look at the people around me and I can’t help but wonder when death will take them away too. It tortures me. There’s always this lingering thought in my mind reminding me that one day my family and my dearest friends won’t be here anymore. Why do we worry about such stupid things when we should be appreciating the people around us? Why do we care so much about things that shouldn’t matter? If I could go back in time and have just five minutes, I would say so much. It’s been six months and the smallest things are still a reminder of what I have lost. I carry this constant fear that someone else will take death’s hand and vanish too. I see crystal clear memories of so many amazing memories and I see so many more of my regrets. I wish I had been around more. I wish I wasn’t so focused on my self sorrows. I wish I wasn’t so naive to think that everyone would be around forever. I wish that I was the person that I am now. I wish I wasn’t the depressed and miserable girl that I was back then. I wish that I hadn’t locked myself in my room all the time. I wish that I spent more time with them. I was going through so much and they were always there for me. I was so crazy to believe that would last forever. I was so crazy to believe that death wouldn’t even come close to my loved ones. And now here I am six months later wishing for just one more conversation. For one more word of advice to tell me which way to turn, where to direct my life. Because I am at a complete loss.