Imissyou.

Dear Vern.

I passed by your house today.
To realize, it's almost the end of may.
It's been a year since that accident happened and you left us.

And yet,

You haven't taken any pictures with me.
You haven't taught me how to shisha the right way.
You haven't finished telling me your long winded bike stories.
You haven't taught me how to play a guitar.
You haven't told me stories about you and your girl.
You haven't showed me your cool bike.

I still can't believe that we had to meet this way.
Me, seeing you in the coffin.
My heart dropped.
You looked so different that I couldn't recognize you.
It's so hard to accept the fact.

You were supposed to be back for good last year in june.
But why? Why all these happened?

We all want vern back, god.
Please be kind.