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It has been a year and a day.
A year and a day ago, i was sitting at the counter, in shock. because someone that beautiful cant just....disappear.
a year and a day ago, i was crying uncontrolably in the rain. hoping that i might wake up...
a year and a day ago, i heard Chloë's voice on the phone. and and i was wishing that had words, any kind of words, that could mean something to her. I remember telling her not to hurt herself. but then she went out and drank a fifth of vodka.
a year and a day ago, i took a knife and carved the words "meadow morningsong" into a tree. i looked for it yesterday, but it wasnt there.
a year and a day ago, rigel and i talked. he said that she had died a couple days before. it took them a while to find her body. she died on sunday. sunday i had been happy. sunday i wast even thinking about her. this year, sunday was the worst day ive experienced so far.
a year and a day ago, i learned what it means to cry.
she left a note with her. last thing she wrote before she put on her favorite dress and swallowed some pills,drank some alcohol.
star light
star bright
the first star i see tonight
i wish i may i wish i might
have eternal freedom tonight.
you know,
its selfish for people to kill themselves.
but its selfish for us to ask them to stay.
A year and a day ago, i was sitting at the counter, in shock. because someone that beautiful cant just....disappear.
a year and a day ago, i was crying uncontrolably in the rain. hoping that i might wake up...
a year and a day ago, i heard Chloë's voice on the phone. and and i was wishing that had words, any kind of words, that could mean something to her. I remember telling her not to hurt herself. but then she went out and drank a fifth of vodka.
a year and a day ago, i took a knife and carved the words "meadow morningsong" into a tree. i looked for it yesterday, but it wasnt there.
a year and a day ago, rigel and i talked. he said that she had died a couple days before. it took them a while to find her body. she died on sunday. sunday i had been happy. sunday i wast even thinking about her. this year, sunday was the worst day ive experienced so far.
a year and a day ago, i learned what it means to cry.
she left a note with her. last thing she wrote before she put on her favorite dress and swallowed some pills,drank some alcohol.
star light
star bright
the first star i see tonight
i wish i may i wish i might
have eternal freedom tonight.
you know,
its selfish for people to kill themselves.
but its selfish for us to ask them to stay.