EXCERPT:
If you’re reading this this I must be dead. I’ve started and stopped this letter over and over again always writing it in my head.
Josh, I love you. I will always love you and I’m sorry I just couldn’t do it anymore. The thought of waking up one more day and pretending that everything was alright was unbearable. Truth is things haven’t been okay in a long time.
All I ever wanted was to be free. To be free from life, to be free from the world, to be free from all my burdens.
And I am Josh, I’m free now.
– Peyton
He knelt beside the gravestone, his feet sinking into the soft patches of snow.
The emptiness of Peyton’s voice replays in his mind, unable to stop; like a broken record, he could still hear her whispering ever so softly, desperate. And I am Josh, I’m free now.
Could this have been his fault? Could he have stopped it? That, he wasn’t so sure. But he was sure that Peyton was gone, and no matter how many times he whispered “sorry”, or how many tears he cried, she would never come back. This time she was truly gone forever.
And he was left alone; with nothing more than the fading voice of the girl he once loved, and a single note to give comfort.
There are just some days you can’t forget.
The day you finally had your training wheels taken off your bike.
The day you finally had your first kiss with the girl you’ve been dreaming of.
And there was June 15th; a day that he was afraid would never leave.
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Isabel Davis, author of top picks project Anywhere but Here has been a big encouragement and help to me starting it. Thank you.
Listen to the song that inspired it all.
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