The one we loved
We were friends with Lindsey, not the "best" but we were always there for each other. We knew her since grade school. We were very close; we were the few good friends she had.
Lindsey committed suicide; she shot herself. Even if it seemed like we didn't care, we did. We loved her so much and we just wish she would have known that.
The night before it all happened, we all weren't really in good moods and so when she tried talking to us, we didn't pay a lot of attention. We didn't get to say goodbye.
A friend of my dadís told me that his girlfriend had committed suicide and that there was nothing I could do and no one would ever know why she did it. They were just there to comfort us. There are millions of poems on LovePoetry.com that helped us. A Little Too Late by Sherry Lynn Anderson made us cry.
It's been about a month since she died, but it seems like it happened only last week. It hasn't gotten any better though. It almost seems to be getting worse.
Always let the people close to you know that you love them because you may never get the chance to say goodbye.
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