Know that I forgave you for having lost the demo tape of that band that doesn't exist anymore. I wish we could keep forever talking about that tape. I wish we could keep on sharing dreams, and having drinks, and dancing, and telling jokes.
My dear friend, I wish I had known. I wish I'd been closer. I wish I had been there for you and that there was still time to earn the confidence of your family, of your kids. I wish they'd call me auntie and that I could help them grow. I wish you could meet my kids and laugh with them. I know you would.
I wish we could have met again and talked about life, about how grown up we are now and how different everything turned out to be. I wish we could have laughed and just known we were all right.
But it's late, my friend. It's late and I feel impotent. I cannot see you, I cannot rescue you, I cannot save you and I cannot make you laugh. I can just hope, my dear friend, that you know you're loved and I can only beg to all forces that you can go in peace. Goodbye, my friend!