The last time
The last time I saw you, the last time I touched you, the last time I felt you.

God I miss you so much. It hasn't hurt like this is so long, I forgot the feeling. I just wish you were still here. I wish I could pick up the phone to dial your number, even if I didn't have the courage to call. I wish I could hear you speak, feel your touch.

Sammy, Brittany, Baby doll. Come back. Make this go away. It's been almost five years now. I wonder where we would have been. I wonder if you would even still speak to me. I wonder if Clinton ever thinks about you anymore.

Why did things end up like this? Why?

Some days I really just want to go with you. Not because I want to see you though, just because I am so tired of living. I wonder if I would get to see you again.

God Brittany, it is so hard. I wish you could help me fix it. I wish you could be my light. I wish you were here to protect me. I wish I could have protected you.

I loved you Britt. I still do. I will see you someday.