Hey Old Friend !
Can I call you that ?
We didn't know each other for a long time.
We didn't spent much time together.
I wasn't even expecting to ever heard of you after we left...
Certainly not that you killed yourself.
And I learned it from them.
Those very ones that somehow I made you met.
Sometimes I tried to avoid them.
It made me only avoid you.
Now I regret each moment I missed because of my stupid pride.
And rejoice at some weird memories I shared with you.
It has been months now.
I haven't even went to you funeral...
I couldn't make it real.
I remember the night we met.
I never ever met someone in as much weird coincidences...
I will never forget you.
I felt from the start that we wouldn't be together that much.
So I enjoyed every moment I could with you.
I knew you were more to me than a friend.
You taught me a lot about myself...
About people, about life.
Isn't it ironic ?
The one who taught me life actually killed himself.
Somehow I wasn't surprised
Somehow I knew you would.