Summer Varner|Feb 12, 2024
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It’s been just over 2 yrs now. And it just isn’t the same still. You were my brother we lived together. Ate together, sang songs in the car together. You were my best friend and some days my only friend. I wish I was there to have helped you more when you started to go down again. I was afraid you’d drag me down with you. I regret it everyday and if I had helped would you still be here? I just hope you’re looking at me from above even though I’m not religious like you. I hope heaven exists because you deserve that. You deserved better in your life. Your mom said she didn’t care if you died and showed that at the hospital when she didn’t shed a tear. Maybe she was just high on meth again. Your grandparents didn’t even give you a proper funeral or memorial because of the “cost”. All these horrible people that sent you to your fate. I hope they never get to see you again because they weren’t the ones there talking you out of suicide constantly for years. They weren’t the ones who drove you places and bought you things because you couldn’t afford them. They weren’t the ones who supported you when you had absolutely not a soul in the world to help. It was me. I was your best friend and advocate for years. I am still mad how everyone’s forgotten you it seems. They only cared when it made them look good. I’m going to get that phoenix tattoo you wanted me to draw. It’s a sleeve dedicated to you. Val is nearly 2 yrs old now and she would to have loved to have met her uncle… rest in peace Logan. And may those who remember and cherish you feel your spirit once again.