Today, love, you'd been 16. Today you could have been 7 months older than you got to be. You were way to young to be in so much pain, you were way to young to end your life.. I'm lighting a candle for you, maybe I'll light more than one. You were, no are, worth all the stars on heaven, and they will all be lighted for you tonight. I wish all the time that you'll come back somehow, but I know you wont. Or well, I guess I don't know the fact, but I have to believe it. I miss you so bad, worse that you can imagine. I have trouble sleeping, eating, living without knowing that you are too. I really hope you're in a safer place now, I hope you're n