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Sometimes, I look back and I wonder- "What could I have changed?" "What could I have done to make you not leave?"

Maybe I could've changed what happened to you. Maybe you'd still be here.. Maybe you'd still be.. With me. It hurts knowing I could of done something. And I'm sorry I didn't. I Feel like I took our time together for granted- of course I was just barely a child. I didn't know what that pain meant. What is was. I feel like everyone takes things for granted. Like people thought you'd be fine.. On your own.. That your health was.. Unimportant. Like you couldn't die. I miss you.. Every sleepless night- every waking hour, I remember you and even after 6 years.. I still Miss you, I still cry.. If there is a heaven.. I hope your happy- I hope you've forgiven me, and the ones who not only hurt you- but abandoned you. I was too young and naive to give you the love you needed- everyone around was too violently evil to give you what you so desperately needed. I Hope you can forgive me, for leaving you.. Maybe one day I'll see you again- maybe I'll get to tell you all of which I did, all the trips i took, all the people I met. Maybe even brothers or sisters you had along the way- when I decide to get over what happened. When I'm ready to move on..

Maybe you're already watching over me like.. Guardian angel. The best one out there. Maybe you've forgotten about me. Wherever you are- I hope you've gotten what you needed- what I couldn't give to you.