I always meant to write you, to contact you again, check in on you, see how you were doing, let you know I was thinking about you, let you know I cared. I thought about doing this so many times, I thought about it, but I never actually did, and now I’ve missed my chance. I should have tried harder to be there for you, I should have been a better friend. Maybe I could’ve helped you, maybe I could have helped to save you, and now I don’t know if I can ever forgive myself. I’m sorry you’re gone, I’m sorry I failed you. Goodbye, beautiful friend.