One day we got in a really bad fight and we both said stuff we did not mean...but it got so bad to where you said that i was a brat and you never wanted to talk to me again....so i ran off crying and you felt bad about what you said so you came to look for me....the part you did not know is that i was in my room and dug into my private drawer and got out my pain reliever....the razor....I took it out crying so hard i could not even breathe....i put it to my wrist and cut it so deep down cuz i want all of this fighting to just end and i thought that was the only way out....You stopped by here and my parents told you i was upstairs in my room...and all of sudden you came in and saw my razor full of blood but couldn't find me....i was in my bathroom trying to overdose myself...you called 911 but by the time they got there it was to late i was gone.....at my funeral you looked down at me and a tear fell down on my cheek and the only thing you could wonder is "why" "i loved you and wanted to marry you"
You slipped your class ring on my finger and said "always remember me please bay-bee" I felt so bad when i looked down at you from heaven and was thinking why did i have to kill myself over a stupid fight and i knew how much you loved me..and now i will never get to show you how much i loved you 2!
