[*Faith*]

Pringle – I couldn’t send it you, I couldn’t say anything to you…the blank email page was there. Your address was in the “to” box. There was a flashing cursor…but I just couldn’t type anything. What was I meant to say? You wanted me to go, I blew my chance of trying to get you to stay in my life. I’m trying to get better sis, I really am trying. Just sometimes, it’s harder than most days. Sometimes I need you to fall back on. Sometimes I forget that you’re not there and I come crashing down to the ground in tears. Someway, somehow I hope you see this. It’s been a year though, maybe you don’t even remember me, I hope at least I left some kind of mark. Everyday I look at that poem you wrote about us…and the chat logs. You made the days easier Pringle, you don’t know how much of an impact you had. Will you ever know?

A – I’m going to call you tomorrow or Wednesday, please find a way to cheer me up. Please tell me you’ll come see me, please even speak to me. I miss your voice.

R – 2 months this week, I want to go back in time to the park ...one more time. 2 months last Friday you kissed me. The cuddle, closeness, your hair in my face, trying to look in my eyes. Everything. Just one last time.