Looking at your pictures, Avril Lavigne's Wish You Were Here's playing in the background. Stuck here. I don't really know whether to cry, to laugh, or to smile. As weird as it may come, what I can say is that I know that I miss you. And you wouldn't know this but it shook me to the deepest core when I saw him. Him who resembled you so much in so many things. Your smile. Your eyes. Your hair when you had it pretty long that one time before. Even your height. It's crazy.
I'll visit you someday. I know it's been far too long since the last time. But I don't know whether you heard the three sentences I whispered to you that day, and even if you did, would you remember it. Would you even still remember me. But whatever the case is, it's a promise I made to you. A promise I made to myself, too. And no matter how hard it might be, I'll keep my promises, like I always do.
So long, my friend. Till the next time.
