I know we weren't the best of friends, but I still loved you. I want to remember all the times you fell asleep during work, when you were in the room working with me. All the times I went to McDonalds for you and forgot to get your detchup packets and especially how much you loved Carlos.
The last time I spoke to you was on the phone and if I knew then what I knew now I would have told you how sorry I was for all the times I wanted to strangle you for letting my kids run wild.
I'll remember the dreams I had about us and Marylin Manson. Which you though was pretty funny. But most of all I'll remember our little talks at the park and you asking for advice.
I never knew what to say to you. I just hope you know that I cared about you and loved you. And even though you probably won't believe it (because he use to beat you up all the time) Patrick loved you to. I hope your in a better place now, and I will miss you.
Love, Connie