Small Town, Somewhere
It's been quite a while since the last time we talked. You know, anytime now you can leave me alone. I still hear your voice at night. And I see you out of the corner of my eyes at the bar or on the street. I could've sworn you were at the mall when I was shopping last week. And when the stars are shining brightly, I can hear you talking to me from behind...but everytime I turn around, you're not there. What kind of game are you up to? It's driving me crazy. I'd give anything just to have you stop tormenting me. Then again, maybe not. I don't ever want to forget what we had. If you went away and quit bothering me I might loose all of the other memories too. I don't want that to happen. Looks like I'm stuck, huh? That's okay. After thinking about it, I'd rather feel that you were near than have to admit how far away you really are. I hope you found a nicer place to live in. Well, I'm running out of time so I'll end this now. Take care.
P.S. Please wait for me, where ever you are. I'd hate to think that we'd never see each other again. I really do miss you a lot and I wish beyond belief that I had been there the night you killed yourself. Maybe if I had, you wouldn't have done it. Remember the other times we talked when one of us was feeling down? We could have talked that night. You know I would have listened. Goodbye again. Me.