You never think the last time will be the last time…I wish I had known how much you were
You never think the last time will be the last time…I wish I had known how much you were hurting, and I wish I could have helped. I wish I could have told you and shown you how loved you are. I wish I could have made you see there was another way. I wish I could have changed your mind and let you know that life was worth living. I wish I could have kissed and hugged and loved your hurt away. I wish I could have proved to you that you were loved. Not just by me. But by so many people. The people who are still here, and wishing just like me that we had another moment with you. Another chance. One more time to laugh. One more time to smile. One more chance to say how much we loved you. Seven years of friendship and memories taken away in an instant. You never think that the last time is the last time. I would have said I loved you more. Would have said I cared. Would have shown you even more how much you meant to me. Instead we’ve had 61 hours filled with the why’s, the what ifs, the shoulda, the coulda, and the broken hearts. 61 hours of realizing that last time was THE last time -- source link