To: The One Who Walked Away
You know who you are,
How could you? How do you walk away from somebody as they're dying? How do you watch somebody who was your "best friend" sit there and let his life slip away? How do you NOT call somebody?? ANYbody!! Instead you walked away. You took the coward's way out. You just left. You left your "best friend" there to die. You let his body sit there for a week before his own mother found him. You let his family and the people that really loved him wonder for a week why he wasn't contacting them. You let them wonder why he wasn't returning phone calls. You let the 3 most important women in his life pass by Valentine's Day wondering where that phone call and single rose was that they had been getting consistently every year. You let his mother find him in that horrible way. Because of you, that image is forever burned into her memory.
I have to know how you life with yourself. I have to know how you get through every day knowing that you let him die. I have to know how you sleep at night without him haunting your dreams. Are you really that heartless? That insensitive? Do you ever think about his family? The family that he had to leave behind...the 3 brothers, the little sister, the mom, the girlfriend? The friends that really did love him?? Do you ever think about those people? Do you think about how THEIR lives are forever changed because of the decision that you made? I bet you don't. Because in my eyes, all I see is somebody that only thinks about himself. I see someone that was too selfish to call for help. Somebody that wanted to save his own ass. So instead of saving a life, you walked away.
I hope that one day this comes back to haunt you. I hope that eventually you can't sleep at night. I hope the regret of what you did finally comes back to take you over. I hope you're proud of yourself. And I hope you know that you're weak.
Sincerely,
His little sister
