I hate myself.
I miss you.
And I know there are many people who do too.
When I think back to the last moments of your life, with me, I feel so sad.
I wish I had more time.
I miss you so much everyday it hurts.
And I don't know when I will stop hurting.
I wish you could come back.
I wish you never left.
I have so many wishes but they all can't come through.
Wishing is for stupid people like me.