Whispers in the Wind.

2 monthes. 2 monthes since my world was ripped away from me. 2 monthes since my heart stopped beating. 2 monthes since we found your lifeless body in the back yard, blood oozing from your head once full of creative thoughts. Thoughts that now lie in the dirt, seeping deep into the earth never to be shared or to be heard. Thoughts I wish I could hear spoken from your lips. But your quite now. I know you're there, I can feel you. Are you reaching out, like I reach out to you?

I heard you yesterday. I could hear you moving around in the chair, your chair. Why didn't you say hello? I wanted so badly for you to answer me. To pull me into a hug, but instead I got nothing. To kiss your rough cheeks. To love you again. I say again like I stopped. I will never stop loving you, you stay with me--always.

I'm not sure why you decided to take matters into your own hands. I adored you. Many did. I wish you knew then what I know now. How much you touched me and so many others. That everything you did or said, meant the world to me. You were never a burdon like your note said. I would have loved you no less.

You've left so many broken hearts behind. Hearts that will always yearn for you. Especially hers. You've left her a wreck. She can't think, she can't sleep, she cries at random--something special that reminds her of you. Why would you put her through this. She of all people loved you more than you will ever know. She'll never be the same. You've destroyed her.

But I still love you...I could never stop.