Miss you

There's so much I want to talk about and only you will do. Too bad you're still gone. I wonder what you would feel now. What kind of things would you say? Would we be the same size and share clothes still? Would we be getting mad at each other over dumb shit and eating too much candy? We'd definitely watch a horror movie or two but you'd also make me sit through romantic comedies and would groan and roll my eyes while you laughed at my best effort to act annoyed.
There's so much going on in my life that I want to talk about. There would have been a lot to talk about of yours if you were still alive. Why can't you be alive for like 10 fucking minutes?!