alexis

I miss you.  I wish you were here now.  I wish we lived in the same city, or the same house, or that I could call you on the phone.  But, you died on my birthday.  You died on your birthday, your first one.  You chose not to live.  A year after you left, on the same random calendar day, april 7th, I decided to come into this world.  I fought for it, and I still do.  I understand why you chose not to come.  This life is full of pain, but I still wish you were here, selfishly. 


One day I will be wherever you are, but not today.