Dear Andy,

I miss you so much. Where did you go? Why did you leave? The longer you stay away, the more it hurts. I think about you all the time. Your birthday is coming soon. I’m not going to get you anything if you don’t come visit.

Are you in heaven? Is there a heaven? What’s it like? Why did God take you, when you had it all together, and I don’t? You are such an amazing person. A beautiful soul. I watched our music video again tonight. We are really good. We could’ve had a band. Named Butterslice. We could’ve at least been a Radiohead cover band! Radiobutt!

I want to live life better, harder, for you. Since you don’t get to. And you were so much better at life than I. It’s not fair, really. Nothing is.

I love you, little buddy. Goodnight. Sleep tight.