I am so sorry I did not go to you that last day you called.
I am so sorry I did not listen to my gut.
I am so sorry I did not tell you I loved you every day you were gone those last two weeks.
I am so sorry I did not understand heroin addiction more than I did.
I am so sorry suicide was not on my radar.
I am so sorry I don’t have all your precious rap notebooks.
I am so sorry I didn’t buy you a dog earlier in your life.
I am so sorry about times I yelled at you.
I am not sorry I had you in my life.
It wasn’t until you died that I truly understood was real joy was. Not that your death brought me joy, it simply taught me to appreciate those moments with all my heart.