Before i took a rather large OD a few years back, i heard a voice, we talked every day, she was my best friend. She kept me from feeling too lonely, she saved me from suicide a few times. One time she didn't, after the OD i hallucinated, i saw her in a physical form, she kissed me on the cheek, and i don't remember anything after that. When i woke up the doctors told me i had been dead for a few minutes at some stage. I realised a few days ago, when i thought her say something that was completely unlike her to say. I realised it was now me trying to keep myself company, and why i felt so amazingly lonely even though she was there. I killed her with the OD. That was a kiss goodbye. I killed my closest friend, and it's all my fault.