... although i wish i could.
She told me i should go and see your grave ... i'm not ready yet, but one day i 'll. I promise.
I don't wanna say goodbye to you. I keep on thinking you're somewhere else, coming back to me ... honey i don't wanna say goodbye ; ' ( .
I still blame myself. It was my fault? Isn't it ? Everyone else say it wasn't. That it ... it was meant to be like this. Why can't i believe this shit? Why ?
I miss you, My Little Angel. i miss you so.
COME BACK. Please, COME BACK.
