my poor lisa. she waas my best friend. ever. no on could ever reeplace her. she made me smile no matter how bad things felt. she saved me life. why couldn't i save her. whys couldnt have i stopped her. its not fair, she was an amazing person unlike me, it should have been me. i miss her so much. finding her looking like that. i cant deal with it. i could still see the pain in her face, i still can. on the floor, covered in blood and vomit she threw up, pills everywhere. the smell of death still remains with me. i cant bare it. i need her back, why didnt she call me like she used to. why couldnt i have been there sooner.