4 years...
I can't help but think...
What would you be doing?
Would you have a job in the "real world"?
Would you have new boys to complain about?
How would you be changing the world?
I want your advice on life.
I want your perspective on things.
I want to hear your reaction to Mikey coming out...and have you ask him for all the details of his sex life and then act disgusted and disturbed.
I want you to freak out about all the weddings and go crazy helping with planning.
I want you to freak out about Stephanie having a baby and then find some amazing and creative way to celebrate.
I want your mom to have you there for her still.
I want you to have a boob reduction party with Jaz.
I want you to have facebook so you can stalk people and amuse me with stories of your stalking.
I want to hear you complain about stupid boys again.
I want you to do my hair for the wedding I'm going to tomorrow.
I want to hug you.
I want you to tell me it's going to be okay.
I want you to know how much you meant and still mean to me and so many other people.
I still wish I would have sent that letter a year earlier...or even a day earlier.
I miss you. Always.
"It ain't fair you died too young
Like a story that had just begun
The death tore the pages all away
God knows how I miss you
All the hell that I've been through
Just knowing no one could take your place
Sometimes I wonder who you'd be today
Would you see the world?
Would you chase your dreams?
Settle down with a family?
I wonder, what would you name your babies?
Some days the sky's so blue
I feel like I can talk to you
And I know it might sound crazy"
"I've heard it said
That people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn
And we are led
To those who help us most to grow
If we let them
And we help them in return
Well, I don't know if I believe that's true
But I know I'm who I am today
Because I knew you:
It well may be
That we will never meet again
In this lifetime
So let me say before we part
So much of me
Is made of what I learned from you
You'll be with me
Like a handprint on my heart
And now whatever way our stories end
I know you have re-written mine
By being my friend:
Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
But because I knew you:
I have been changed for good"
What would you be doing?
Would you have a job in the "real world"?
Would you have new boys to complain about?
How would you be changing the world?
I want your advice on life.
I want your perspective on things.
I want to hear your reaction to Mikey coming out...and have you ask him for all the details of his sex life and then act disgusted and disturbed.
I want you to freak out about all the weddings and go crazy helping with planning.
I want you to freak out about Stephanie having a baby and then find some amazing and creative way to celebrate.
I want your mom to have you there for her still.
I want you to have a boob reduction party with Jaz.
I want you to have facebook so you can stalk people and amuse me with stories of your stalking.
I want to hear you complain about stupid boys again.
I want you to do my hair for the wedding I'm going to tomorrow.
I want to hug you.
I want you to tell me it's going to be okay.
I want you to know how much you meant and still mean to me and so many other people.
I still wish I would have sent that letter a year earlier...or even a day earlier.
I miss you. Always.
"It ain't fair you died too young
Like a story that had just begun
The death tore the pages all away
God knows how I miss you
All the hell that I've been through
Just knowing no one could take your place
Sometimes I wonder who you'd be today
Would you see the world?
Would you chase your dreams?
Settle down with a family?
I wonder, what would you name your babies?
Some days the sky's so blue
I feel like I can talk to you
And I know it might sound crazy"
"I've heard it said
That people come into our lives for a reason
Bringing something we must learn
And we are led
To those who help us most to grow
If we let them
And we help them in return
Well, I don't know if I believe that's true
But I know I'm who I am today
Because I knew you:
It well may be
That we will never meet again
In this lifetime
So let me say before we part
So much of me
Is made of what I learned from you
You'll be with me
Like a handprint on my heart
And now whatever way our stories end
I know you have re-written mine
By being my friend:
Who can say if I've been changed for the better?
But because I knew you:
I have been changed for good"