I can't believe it's been 4 years. I can't grasp you only made it to 19. It often feels like I'm watching everything pass by and it's as if you're stuck in time. I'll never forget the day we lost you. I'll always find it difficult not to blame myself, I'll always contemplate the things I could have done to change your decision, although I will never ever be angry at you for choosing to end your suffering. I'll never forget all the things you said to me in times of sincerity. I hope you knew how much we all loved you. You're still my main source of strength, despite not having you here for so long.