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sometimes i wish to believe that it's all my fault.

but it was my fault anyway.

that night i should have stayed by him.

i should have held him tight and made sure he was really okay.

that was the last time i saw him, just minutes before he took his own life away.

i should have held onto you longer.

im sorry, dad.

but it's okay, right?

you're in a better place now.

fix her.Onde as histórias ganham vida. Descobre agora