The wind blows and its cold...its always cold even if its not winter anymore. Ive often think about you the way you were....the way we were. Its not normal to know how I feel anymore about you, but I do still think about you. Does that make me wrong to care?

I listen to your voice not long ago, but didnt make out what you were trying to say. Confused I just let it go not knowing that you would take your own life away. Had I just listened to you closely I would of saved a life I once would live for, and loved.

I believe in many things, but the one thing you knew I believed in most was taking your own life away wouldnt solve anything but sent you away to the burning in eternity of sulfur...the darkest place among dark itself...hell. Why would you do such a thing?

Was I to blame for all this? Who was it the drove you to this...me? Whom did you love last to destroy your heart...? I cant help it to think it was I that took your soul away...since it was I you tried to tell how you felt...Why oh why didnt I just listen to you words closely...

Now it is I who has all the guilt inside...now it is I who holds the knife you used on your wrist to take all the pain away inside....and now it is I that will do the same as you did only...I can live in death then to face death itself....

I would sign it if i can--mario ramos jr