you would have been 38
and I would have gone to your place tonight. We would have talked about your friends, your crazy weekend, the fact that we did not go to our high school reunion on Saturday because we do not feel like belonging there. We never did. We would have made fun of our professors (especially Charo), our classmates, the school... We would have laughed for hours. You would have made fun of me, as usual. I would have still loved you. As I still do.
Today I miss you deeply. And I cannot help it.
Today I miss you deeply. And I cannot help it.

