(Gabriella)
I was lying in bed, my arms wrapped around Jamie as I felt his fingers running through my hair, his movements tender and full of love..but even with that, all I felt was numb..
I felt like a part of me deep inside was broken..the realization that my mom had taken her own life..that I wasn't enough to keep her alive..that once she died I was left there for days without her telling a single soul about her plans..
I meant nothing to her. She didn't care what happened to me..
I thought all of these years that she died in her sleep, that it was an accident and she must be watching over me every day..that maybe she was with me and was so proud of who I had become..I tried to be just like her. From what my dad told me..I looked up to her and felt so sad that she was taken from me
