(''I have just five minutes to change your mind eh, Charlie? Be patient Charlie. Let me speak. Let patience flow through your veins, arteries and nerves. Let patience not play mind games with you anymore and let patience wash away the sympathies, regrets and agonies. I see the scars all over your hand buddy. Silence is one hect of a scary sound when you are alone but sometimes you just have to keep calm and understand the whole situation because it is not your fault. It is never your fault that she died. Blame me, Charlie or blame the fucking plumbers who always get the pipes wrong in our house. Hey Hey!! Look here, Charlie. Look here not there. People don't know it that but I do. ''
''It hurts..Stop this pain,'' cried Charlie
''I know it does. I also know if you are thinking whatever you're thinking right now, it gets worse.
So hang in there buddy. Hope is this thin rope holding us from believing some miracle would come save us one day because I know just how deep the cut is. Stop closing all these doors, stop asking questions that no one can answer because the thoughts will just grab you away from reality. Stop tying that rope around your neck, and hand it over. Believe Charlie. Believe in yourself. Have hope in your eyes and faith in your guts. Stay with me. Everything breaks but you don't have to. Just know that if you have a toolbox with a customised screwdriver and a wooden hammer, I'll fix you even if it takes forever. It is never too late. '')
Charlie Smith
Still too young.
16 June 1993 - 6 April 2013
