I got even worse news about Kylie tonight. Her best friend messaged me on Facebook, and told me that the local sheriff had come by. Apparently, Kylie had told the shelter where she was living that she was moving in with her friend, and the shelter was quite concerned about her mental state. And since her friend had not even heard from her much less have her show up, it seems clear to me that she had this well planned so no one could possibly stop her.

I wrote a poem in tribute to her:

"Dont give up" she said,

The last words from her lip

the last thing she had to do

before taking that final trip

But I'd rather she was here

I'd rather she was here

"I'm sorry" she had begged

"for what I'm about to do"

I realized too late

then I hoped it wasnt true

I'd rather she was here

I'd rather she was here

No one ever got me like she did

Who could ever take her place?

now my heart lays broken

and tears run down my face

I'd rather she was here

I'd rather she was here

Maybe she has at last found peace

maybe we'll meet again

but I cannot see such hope

no comfort in my pain

I'd rather she was here

I'd rather she was here.

Rest in Peace, Kylie Wheeler.

Now, I'm going to go cry for a while.