The funeral is small. Her moms there, she would have liked to know that she came. I miss her. I think about her everyday. It's only been a week but it seems like an eternity. I don't understand why the world is playing such a sick joke on me. I've killed two girls now. I would do anything for just one last kiss. One last time to hold her and tell her I loved her and that she meant everything. I stare at her face. Her skin flushed like she's still alive. I can almost pretend she's sleeping. But she's not and I know it. I know she's gone. I regret not telling her sooner about how I felt. I regret losing her. I regret everything.
What I Regret Most
By CaitlynLaurel
Saylor is forced to move to a small town because of her parents divorce. She has one mission during her last... More