Today marks eight years since they found your body, hot pink and lifeless in the back of your work van. How long it had been since you died is uncertain.
What is certain is how you tore apart so many lives. I get it- I really do. I know how the Pain and Darkness eat away at the soul. How the Darkness makes promises- promises sweet relief from the Pain.
What the Darkness didn't tell you is how many people loved you, and the price we paid for your peace.
Every day I think of you, and every day I think about joining you. The Agony you left behind still lives in me. I hang on. I hang on trying to do right by those you left behind.
Eight whole years. So much longer than I even knew you.
I wish I could go back and tell you what I know now. Would you even recognize me? I know I've changed- I see it in my eyes. I hate mirrors more than ever. If we met now, would you even want to be friends?
I want to write more, but I'm afraid to.
I will always miss you and love you, Lisa.
Sophie
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