It's funny how people come and go, how things come and go. We used to sit at the lake and smoke and talk about music and films and we'd laugh and dance and swim. We'd eat cheap food and drink cheap beer and we'd hug and we all loved each other. But things change. People leave. And I can't stop it from happening. I still sit at the lake and smoke and talk about music and films and laugh and dance and swim but you're not here anymore. You aren't the people I loved because we don't all love each other any longer. I still have a place for you inside my heart but you have grown to love man-made, chemical substances that spell out death in the form of powders and pills. It hurts my chest to know that your eyes can no longer embrace the natural beauty of the earth, and you somehow need to drown your vision in poisons. It hurts me to know that the simple act of love and laughter isn't enough for you anymore. I can no longer sit here and watch my best friends **** themselves slowly. I know it was fun at first but it kills me to know that you need these things to be happy. I am not writing this because I hate you, nor am I writing this because I judge you. I am writing this because I love you and I hope by some miracle you see the way your actions have affected me and the others that have to walk away from you. I hope you see the way your actions are affecting yourselves. A few months ago you were the best friends I'd ever had but you have made your choice. I will always love you and care about you but I can not bear to watch you do this to yourselves. I will always be here for you to crawl back to.