Hello

Dear Danielle Marie

I first met you when I was in the 7th grade and the crush was instantaneous. I never told you that I liked you. You were one of my best friends until the 9th grade I will never forget the day you broke my heart it was something so stupid and I won't get into that right now. The end of freshmen year you broke my heart again when I watched you cry because your girlfriend had just broken up with you, you wore sunglasses most of that day. You couldn't understand why she did what she did. That was the last time I ever saw you. The next time I heard someone speak your name I was 18 and sitting in Ms. Moore's senior english class. It was May 5th 2010. They were gossiping about the girl who killed herself but it turned out you overdosed on cough medicine on fucking cough medicine. They said you were trying to get high but I remembered something you said about not liking the high you got from that stuff. Honestly you dying didn't change me as a person much but it changed the way I think and I am certainly more careful when it comes to medication. I thought about you for the first time in a long time 7 months ago. The day I met my girlfriend and future wife because she has a 12 year old daughter named Danielle Marie. It would have been freaky if she had your last name too -Amber Rhianon