Regret

I regret not being home for your last birthday. I went to a show that weekend. But it was the last time I could have seen you not in the hospital. I should have come home instead I will regret that for the rest of my life. The next week you went back into the hospital and I saw you there under supervision and we could only visit for an half hour it wasn’t long enough to tell you how much you meant to me and the week after that the day they let you out you killed yourself.

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