Well today i finally built up the courage to go and see lee's gravesite. i never thought this would be so hard. i miss him so much. i went to the store and bought these blue and white roses(our school colors) and i wrote him a card and put it in an envelope. i dont know if it's weird but part of me really believes that he knows what it say. i only planned on just dropping off the stuff and leaving but i was there for over an hour and a half. i just started talking and told him about everything that has gone on in the past month, just like i would of if he were still here. it's weird but i can go days without thinking of him and then when i do i feel so quilty like i forgot or something. the funny thing( and i guess it's kinda crazy too) he used to always piss me off and steal my cigarettes so for some reason i bought an extra pack and hid it for him under the dirt. i think he would be really amused. his grave was beautiful though there are all these flowers and a big football with his name on it, and hes right next to his little brother. im really happy that i finally went it feels like i have some kind of closure now, but i will always miss him. i have come to the conclusion that being poplurar and being attractive really dont make a damn in life. i mean lee was the most attractive and nicest guy i ever met and obviously he was the most hurt and depressed too. all my life i have always wanted to be better, better liked, better looking. and now it's like what the hell does that matter, what really matters is having people who care about you and having people to care for. that's all i need
I LOVE YOU LEE GOD BLESS