Of all the ways you could’ve died, I didn’t think it’d be an asthma attack in your sleep. I just found out today… 3 days after the fact. Your parents (of course) are being quite anal about your friends contacting them, Darren being especially cunty. They won’t allow anyone other than family at your funeral. Somehow I think they won’t let Collin go to it, either.

I have this newspaper clipping of the recently departed (you being on there), and it’s kinda disturbing how you and one other person are so much younger than the rest of the people on the list.

How did you die, really? They said it appeared to be an asthma attack, but weren’t certain. Did you OD on your meds? I don’t blame you if you did. You’ve always wanted to die, and now you have. Is there an afterlife? Is it better there? Are you no longer in pain?

I have the urge to follow you. It feels impossible to imagine a life without you, knowing you are gone for good.