my corpse

before i realized, i was on your profile. looking through your pictures and your wall. how everyone still misses you. coincidentally, avril lavigne's "wish you were here" song played on my iTunes. call it coincidence or whatever you want, but i have a feeling its fate. i know you're somewhere out there looking down on me, wishing me all the best. i can't help but to break down yet again. there were so many things we had to do together still. 

you never failed to either make me happy or the other way ard. its nicer i was damn happy with you, or i was super pissed off at you. it was either or, never an in between. maybe that's how you want me to remember you by. a person whom i can never have a fixed emotion with at all. you were a really great friend and i've loved you unconditionally ever since. i hope you're doing good in heaven. wait for me.