If I could go back and start over, I would begin with you and I.
We were kids dying from addictions.
And we didn't know how to handle it.
Depression was killing me.
****** was slowly killing you.
I didn't know at first...
How deeply you've been scarred.
But as our teenage love unfolded,
each page held dark secrets that we couldn't even tell each other at first.
Eventually we did. I began to understand the pain you felt every day. The torturous pain. I ache for you to this day. Wishing I would have been there for you more.
You became more distant.
And my parents weren't fond of you either.
Heartbroken.
As we tried to sneak around like some tale from far ago, it became tiring...
It became a decision.
That tossed back and forth longer than I thought it would go.
I know you loved me I could see it in your eyes and the way you would smile at me, I loved you too.
You're gone now.
And as I wish that I would have kept all the things you've given me...
I wish more than anything that I could thank you.
Because without you, I wouldn't know what love is.
For my first love Bryant. Who showed me what love can be like. He died of a ****** overdose. Forever leaving a permanent imprint on my heart. You are loved and missed.