

What I Left Unsaid, A letter.. Dexter,What I Left Unsaid, A letter.. by ~mamorel
Thinking. Angry. Crying yet again. The tears just won't stop. It's 4am and I'm crying. Staring at your picture on FaceBook and asking myself again if I could have done something different. Maybe. But that's how life is isn't it? We always think that we could have done it better, if we could go back and do it once again. My mind knows that there was nothing I could do, but my heart is telling me I should have tried harder. That song keeps swimming in my head, making me want to cry just as I'm about to stop. And every time I close my eyes I see you. Don't get me wrong I'm thankful for everyone who is offering condolences, b