The Ride Isn’t Easy Here

I remembered when we went to the Waldorf and you danced like no one was watching. 

I wanted to dance like that. 

I wish I could of done more about your mental health and addiction. 

I wish I could have supported you more.

I hate that I had to walk away from you. 

I couldn’t take it anymore. 

You will always be one of the most unique and genuine people I have ever known.

They didn’t tell me how you killed yourself. 

But I know your in a happier place now, but I also wish you could of held on a little bit longer.

The ride isn’t easy here. 

Everytime I look at my roses i’ll think of you.

Rest in peace my beautiful flower.

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