Maybe I could’ve saved you. I tried, believe me I did, but I couldn’t. Somehow something somewhere inside of your body was killing you. Taking each breathe you took, swallowing each tear you shed. Dried you out. Ate you up. Starved you and took your appetite. You had no chance, not one. But I had hope.

Hope that the world wouldn’t take you. Because, I knew if it had, then it would have to take me too. I thought I could never live on without you. But I could, because you said I could.

You showed me love, but also pain. You taught me how to live with out you. You taught me how to grow with the hurt that you left me. You made me appreciate the little things. Smiles, sunsets, grass, animals, really everything I couldn’t before.

You taught me how to live when I wanted to die. And that, that is the greatest gift of all. Thank you for loving me when I forgot to love myself. Thank you for holding on for as long as you could. Thank you for holding onto me for even longer. Even though your not here now, I needed you then, so thank you, really thank you. Rest In Peace my love <3