20. 10. 2009
I miss you, baby. I miss you every second of every day. I always say: "If she'd be here ..." You have no idea what happened to me when you left. I still feel guilt eating me inside. I still can't look at your bed. I can't look at your pictures. I tried to clean up the mess you did, but I couldn't. I thew away some bottels you chewed ... But I saved everything you loved. I still have every toy you used and all things you had. I miss you. I really do ...
You had so much to give! You were so young! Why? What did you do? Was it me? Was it hate? Why? I can not understand. Maybe I shouldn't ...
I just want to say ... Oh, god, I love you. With all my heart. Always will.
Baby, can you hear it? It's out song. It's the one listened on every walk we had. The one we loved. And can you hear the leaves falling? Can you hear dreams crushing? Can you hear me crying? Can you?
