IN MEMORY OF ANNE, THE SADNESS OF SUICIDE
Oh Anne, you said, "I love you" but you never said goodbye. Anne, we were so young and you were so beautiful, so full of grace and charm, so smart and sassy with a playful spirit - a woman perfectly radiant in your beauty, yet you were fragile, deceptively delicate. Anne, your smile was a false god, captivating and dazzling in its brilliance but discreetly deceiving - for hidden behind your seducing smile was the pain you suffered. On our last night together, you kissed me and whispered, "Tom. I love you." The next day, Monday February 17th, you died by suicide. Anne, you said, "I love you" but you never said goodbye. Years have passed and you have always remained, absolutely adorable Anne. You are missed. You are loved. And late in the darkness of the night, when all is quiet, I can still hear you as you whisper, "Tom, I love you" - as love lies bleeding in my heart. Contact: fortheheartcries@gmail.com