I dreamt about you last night. I was crying and you hugged me and asked what was wrong. I could only say that I wasn’t ready to lose you, it was too soon.
And that’s really how I feel every single day. I miss you and I hate myself for not spending more time with you, for not knowing you better. Now it’s too late and all I can do is wish there was a way to go back in time and make things right.