Sara, she was a friend of mine. Today, she was pushed off a staircase by some asshole who said he was gonna be her boyfriend at the mall, and broke her neck, dying. She was only 15.
Sara Page,
I loved you. I turley did. We were friends when we first meet, we loved each other in an instant. We shared the same intrests and hobbies, and we both wanted to become actors.
You were smart, beautiful, and you ment the world to me. You showed me what a beatiful person I was, and you amazed me with your art skills.
You always told me the truth no matter what, you were kind, respectful to others, and always willing to make things right.
But why? Why did you betray me? We did you say the things you said to me? And why couldn't you have told me them earleir? Why....why couldn't you have been honest to me, the way you were honest with others? Why did our friendship have to end? It lasted so long, and we could have made it last forever.
Oh Sara, why did you have to die? I still loved you, even though you hated me so much, you hated me to no end, and i tried to make up with you, but you pushed me aside, and cast me away from your life and now you're gone forever.
Why did this have to happen? Why couldn't it have worked out the way you said it would? Why couldn't we have gotten married like you promised me? Why did you have to hate me so much?
If you never ditched me, this wouldn't have happened. Why did you have to become what you swore to me you never would?
And remeber this? How long it took you to make it, and how much joy it brought me?
This one's for you Sara. I know you hated me, but living without you will never be the same..
RIP Sara Page
10/15/90 - 10/18/05