Twenty-three. That's young, mate. Really young. 

I really wanna curse you for leaving too early, but I don't have the heart to watch you struggling everyday too. 

This past week you've been the palest. Congratz, mate; you've always hated your tan skin right?

Did you already know? Is that why you asked for everything you cannot eat yesterday?

Damn you.

I promise I'll come visit you as often as I can, and I'll bring red balloons cuz I know you'll complain if I bring yellow ones.

Oh, and white lily too; your favourite.

I'll give you cool baths everytime I visit you and wipe every inch of your cold stone, cuz I know you like the feeling of cold water.

I'll talk to you for hours, and I'll bring lots of Hoshi merchandise.

Rest well dear friend of mine.

I promise we'll see each other again.

Thank you for being with me since we were dripping in wet diapers.

I really thought we'd finish law school together.

Here's a black rose for you.