'I'm not coming back,
I've done something so terrible
I'm terrified to speak,
But you'd expect that from me
I'm mixed up, I'll be blunt;
Now the rain is just
Washing you out of my hair and out of my mind
Keeping an eye on the world,
So many thousands of feet off the ground
I'm over you now
I'm at home in the clouds
Towering over your head'

Was the letter she left . It was the only thing he had left of her .

Chris walked to her final resting place . He had not been the since the funeral he see's her stone reality hits him 'she is never coming back' he thought to him self 'I guess i should go home ' as he stood up

i guess ill go home