And she wasn’t!
Go tell them you love them.
Celebrate their lives while they’re here; with all the word carries with meaning.
While they know and feel it.
Agony and sadness will feed on your insides. And the hole in your heart will never close again.
Even if all reversed, the hole will always stay as a reminder of what went wrong.. and what you could have done better.
And you’ll find yourself leaving a note on a band-aid in hopes it would be read one day despite the irony.
I am sorry I am not half the friend I should be.
I miss you.