I’m so fucking sorry I was too shy to say hi to you when we got new classes and you had no friends. I’m sorry I never talked to you in that class even tho our last class together we would hang out. Idk wtf I was thinking. I saw when we kept making eye contact you wanted to come over but my friends were asshole. I hope you didnt hear that bitch when she said she didn’t like you. But I think you did. I saw that flinched at the word “ew” when she heard ur name, I saw ur head go down on ur desk with ur hands hiding ur face.

Maybe it would of made things easier for you if you had a friend in there. Maybe it wouldn’t of. I’ll never know.

Such a simple thing will be one of the biggest regrets in my life.

You never looked like you were depressed. you were great at making ppl believe you were happy, making other people happy too.

I’m sorry you thought this was ur last option. I wish there was something or someone there for you in those moments when you tried to end it that would of stopped you a year ago today.

I’m also sorry for not taking it seriously when D and H got a message that you were missing. Maybe we could of left the mall to help.

I’m also sorry that 2 months before ur death I deleted all those pictures from lunch you took on my phone. I wish I could get those back.

When we did talk, in those very small, infrequent and insignificant moments, I really enjoyed ur company. I never really reach out anymore than that cuz you were you and I was me. I thought It’d be a waste of time. Even though you probably wouldn’t of wanted to be my real friend, I do regret not trying. And I’m sorry.

U r missed by more people than you probably thought would. U were cared about by anyone who knew u because that’s just who you were. Nobody’s been the same since, and nobody ever will.

I hope ur finally happy up there.

RIP, A ❤️.

Dear Anonymous