I went to text you today, Blou. Literally wrote the message, and only remembered when I was about to press send. It's still so hard to think of you as gone. You shouldn't be. Even though you didn't see it, you had so fucking much to give, like I told you time and time again. The services failed you, and you paid the ultimate price. I love you loads, and I miss you every day. I wish I was around so you could have talked if needed, WHEN needed, but I wasn't. And for that I will be eternally sorry. I know that wherever you are, you'll be resting peacefully, as I said, someone like you couldn't NOT be. You always knew how to make me smile (BOOB!) and we picked each other up when times were hard. Only now, you're not here for me to pick up, and I don't have you to pick me up. So where do we go from here??
I dunno. I just want you to know that you will NEVER be forgotten. You touched so many people. I remember our first conversation. I think it was about alcohol (that sums us up perfectly, right?) and how our friendship developed into much deeper stuff. I wouldn't have changed you for the world. I only wish you could have seen what everyone else saw in you. This still doesn't feel real. I miss you and I love you. Lots and lots of BOOBY hugs

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