• Every time I think of him I wonder what God did to make him act the way he did. I wanted to die the night he did suicide. He didn't think about what I would do, he didn't think my heart would break the next day. I didn't know that I had died too, until the night he said good bye for the last time. I only wanted him to not say good bye. Now I say good bye to you too. Only he could help my pain, so now as i'm on the floor with a knife in my heart say good bye before I die. I say this one more time, I say good bye to you and I hope that you live until you're supposed to die...