Don't blame yourself. I chose this, and I would choose it a million times over if I had to.
I wish we had more time together.
Six years with you was never enough for me. I wish we chould have spent six hundred more, and done so under the idea that a tomorrow was guaranteed.

So live. Live your next six hundred tomorrows like you only have one left.

And live enough for the both of us.

To my treasure.