I never thought I’d be the person that did to someone else, what has been done to me in the past…something that hurts and tears inside.  I pushed away my very best friend in the world.  I didn’t make time for him.  I think about him all the time, and I ache for what I’ve done.  It’s much easier to think of leaving the earth than to feel the hurt inside.  The knife in his back is driven deep, all because of me.  There are no excuses.  It’s all my fault.  And now, I’ll live alone forever.

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