Nine months you've been gone.
Nine months since your suicide left a hole in my chest.
Nine months since I've heard your voice.
Nine months since I hugged you goodbye and never
Nine months I've been waiting for a text that will
Your suicide has left me empty,
Speechless, alone, and scared.
I long for your touch to comfort me in my time of pain,
How selfish of me to want you when I wasn't there for
You. I know you didn't think you were loved,
Wanted, or important,
But I read your note to me every night before bed,
And my friend,
I loved you. I wanted you. You were important.
To the moon and back, Sarah,
For forever and always,
For no matter what,
I will always, always