I saw a dream lastnight.
In that dream I saw you again.
You're not here anymore.
You killed yourself over a year ago.
You bowed your brains out.
'Cause you were too lonely.
But you were my friend.
My old, dear friend.
You said you were dissapointed.
Dissapointed of the way I live.
Are you really angry..?
We danced in that dream.
Like we used to do when you were still here.
In that old bar.
I know you remember.
But I'm not sure can you hear me.
But what can I do if you really are dissapointed..?
I'm sorry for that.
I couldn't say it in that dream.
Something just wasn't right there.
But I really am sorry.
My old friend.
I still don't understand why you had to leave.
I'm the lonely one now.
And I'm the one who's destroying one young life.
With huge amount of different pills.
Just to fight the pain.
Which won't leave me alone.
I don't know do you understand.
But I hope you do.
You told me you've been watching me from heavens.
I hope you lied.
I hope you don't do that.
But all I want to say is I'm sorry.
That dream gave me flashbacks.
I promise I'll come to see you today.
I promise to come to the cemetary.
I'll bring some liquor for you too.
If it is okay?
You don't have to be worried of me.
Please, rest in peace.
Don't get disturbed 'cause of me.
I'm fine.
As always.
You know me, buddy.
