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I keep replaying things in my head — the good times, the stupid jokes, the weird things only we understood.
You were more than a friend. You made everything a little better, a little more colored.
You were always there. And now there’s this silence where you should be.

If you can hear me somehow — or even if this just echoes into the void — I want you to know:
I loved you, man. I still do.
And I’m sorry. I’m sorry I didn’t get the chance to spend more time with you.
I’ll carry you with me — not just the grief, but all the parts of you that made life brighter while you were here.