Gerard P. O. V I woke up in the morning, my head still hurts, i feel i bit dizzy, i look around i didn't find Lita, i turn to my left then i saw a white paper folded, i get up and sit on the bed i open the letter and i start reading.... Dear Gerard : I've always loved you and cared about you, i never wanted anything bad to happen to you, i still remember our high school days, how we loved each other, how we laughed, the things you've told me, and how you taught me to draw, i owe you, i owe you my life, every time we'd fight I'd cry, every single day, i always kept forgiving you, no matter the names you called me, i still love you, because i knew that someday you might wake up and feel better, because deep down i knew the Gerard i loved was still there, Gerard the coffee addict, that once told me he loved me while he was intoxicated, that would just sit and watch movies with me all day long, but every day i see you get back home drunk or high or even both, i look at you and it's my inner voice saying, he's never getting better, he's not going to change!, that would brake me, i felt like a prisoner, one time you said that you hated me, drugs and alcohol made you something i never wanted you to be, it made you a monster, forgive me for doing this Gerard, i love you, i do but I can't spend my life taking care of you, so I've decided to move to California, find a job and live my life, I'm sorry, i love you forever and ever. I started crying and got up and ran to the train station hoping that I can stop her, now I see where my drugs and alcohol drove me...