I dial his phone number quickly before I regret what I'm about to do. It's only been a few hours since I last heard his voice, and I already miss it.
"Hey there, it's Luke. You know what to do. Oh, and if you are my girlfriend, don't kill me for not answering the phone, love you babe"
I take a deep breath and begin to mutter some words.
"Hi Luke, I... this is really stupid, I don't even know why I am doing it, again. I just miss you so much, it's crazy. That's it, things have been crazy around here ever since you left. I don't really know what to do anymore, there's this emptiness in me I can't seem to fill with anything. I keep asking myself everyday why you left. It's like torturing myself, you know? The idea of not ever seeing you again is killing me. Why? Why you? Why now? I sometimes think it should have been me, not you. You should still be here, living your dream, visiting new places, singing like you used to sing to me, remember? You should be here making dreams come true. It should have been me. I know I should be grateful for coming out alive of that stupid accident. People keep telling me that, you know? But sometimes I wish I could have gone with you, Luke. God, I miss you so much. I just hope you are happy now, I hope you are in a better place, still smiling gracefully. Please take care of me, and please, please think of me sometimes. I will always think of you, and I... I'll always love you, wherever you are"
