I told them all the great things I know about you and there were a lot. I was up there for a while. I didn’t tell them everything, though. I left out the complicated stuff, like how it took losing you forever for me to truly find you. And how finding you turned me into someone else entirely. That’s not what they came for. People want to hear you were great. Not that you were great but also sometimes not so great. They want to know I miss you… it’s weird, though. I feel like the only one who would understand this is you. In a way, that makes sense… anyway, I left all that out and I kept it simple.