It's been 9 years now...since you've been gone, since you decided to go. And I'll never forgive myself for not being there, for not having the chance to say goodbye to you. You left your print on me, on my heart. You were such a great person and friend. And I miss you.
You decided to left us on your 18th birthday. I still don't know why. You were so brilliant, so cool, so funny... I think I'll never understand what motivated you to do something like this. It takes courage! And that, my friend, I will always admire you for: your courage.
If you could knew how much the things changed in 9 years. I wish you could see that. I wish you were still here. I miss you.
Happy birthday P.
