The idea had been placed in my head,

ever since our last conversation.

Oh God, I wish I had the guts to look you in the eyes, to really find out what's going on here,

but I'm not sure if I'd be okay after I do so.

I planned on walking up to you, and say Hey! have a nice trip and don't die, k? ('cause I'll miss you if you do)

but you never showed up to class, and I didn't see you, sort of.

please, don't die.