It’s been 4 1/2 years since you died. I still blame myself. Everyone tells me it was an accident, that there was nothing I could have done, that things happen for a reason. I made the decision that put you in the situation that killed you. I miss you more than I have ever missed anyone in my whole life. It’s unbearable most days, but I know you would have wanted me to keep living, keep moving, keep pushing. All I want is to have you back. My life ended when your life did, and I can’t seem to get it back.
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