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Tyler, I used to be so angry with you, when I found out what you had done. You used to hold me close and tell me everything was okay, and I truely felt like nothing could hurt me when you were around. You were my artist, the one who was always there for me. My best friend, the first person I ever truly trusted. You promised you would never leave me... I needed you here Ty, I needed you so bad... But I know why you did it. I have your name, the scar on my arm where I carved it, and I know that somewhere, wherever you are, you have my name, a network of faded scar tissue to remind you of me. All I have left of you is that scar Tyler, and a million unanswered questions. Wherever you are Tyler, my only hope for you is that your finally free from the pain. You saved my life Ty, only to take your own. You stopped my suicide, and I hate myself sometimes for not being able to stop yours. If I had you back Tyler, I would do so many things differently. I've done something for you too...I've stopped cutting. I stopped on your birthday. I only wish you were here to see me. At night, I sleep with a tattered old T-shirt of yours, because it smells like you. Every night, I muffle the sound of my sobs with it; and I cling to it, needing you. I hope your happy Tyler, I hope your finally free from the hurt. The wounds can't bleed anymore. The words can't tear you apart anymore. Your father can't hit you anymore. The world can't hurt you anymore. I forgive you Tyler. I know why you did it, and I forgive you. Sometimes, when I just can't go on, I feel your arms around me, and I know your there, somewhere. Were going to be together again some day, and i will know the freedom you know feel. Wait for me Ty.
Love Katie.