Hey, Gamzee. Yeah... It's, uh...me.

I kind of have to wonder if you even remember me, when you're like that... But it can't hurt to try, right?

Right...

Uh, I guess, what I'm trying to say is... I miss you. Not creepy purple Sasquatch you, not to, you know, dis whatever look you're going for these days. It's not that bad, other that, well, the codpiece. That could probably just go away. But I mean, I miss the old you. The nice you that helped our friends with their problems and never stopped smiling. The you from before you, uh...completely flipped your shit.

Okay, I could have probably not said that. But it's true, you know. Those were the days, right? Remember our sick beats? I hope you do, because...I do. I remember sitting in your room, not even doing anything really, sometimes not even saying anything, but still somehow managing to entertain ourselves. I guess it doesn't matter how long I stay dead, I'll always remember. The important stuff, anyway. I remember how, after the accident... well, not even accident, really, but you still treated me the same way. I don't think I could forget that if I tried.

That's the Gamzee I miss. I think about you sometimes, that you, and I get...a little sad. It's either because I'm missing how you used to be, or because...part of me wonders whether or not that's even the real you. I hope it is, and that it wasn't the sopor that made that time we spent together possible. If it's not, then... Well, I guess I at least had something to think about while I was tuning out Captain Bitchbeard... Which is Vriska, by the way. I can't even escape her by dying, huh?

I guess you probably figured that out though... I dunno why I explained it. Maybe I'm just... Maybe I'm just stalling. I had something pretty important to tell you, uh... yeah... Maybe it's not that important, I just need for you to know. Does that make it important? I'm rambling...

Here goes...uh, everything, I guess...

When you asked me...you know... to make out... I wasn't all that prepared. To be honest, you scared me a little. It caught me off guard. I just...couldn't really process that it was really happening. I never really thought about...us...or anything like that. But I have. Well, a lot, now.

To be honest, I uh...I kind of forgot about it for awhile, especially what with all the dying that went on afterwards. But...you know, you can see a lot from where I am now. Pretty much whatever you want, I think. So, yeah... I know about the whole keeping my head thing. It was kinda creepy, I'm not gonna lie... But at the same time it was...endearing, almost. Wow...There's really no way to phrase that to make it sound any less weird.

But... I mean, you still kind of loved me, even though I was dead. Or at least, I hope you did. I kind of get the feeling that you did, because, well... I saw you. I saw how you looked at me. I heard you try to talk to me, but I couldn't really make it out... It, uh...kind of sounded like you were apologizing. It looked like you...you could have been crying, too. I couldn't tell.

Anyway... I guess, what I'm trying to say is... the feelings are mutual, I think? I don't know how else to say it... It's true, though. And I know that you probably don't hear this much, if you ever hear it at all...Actually, you probably never will, from anyone else, but, uh... I forgive you, Gamzee. I know it wasn't your fault. Even if it was, I...can't stop myself from liking you.

I know there's probably nothing I can do about it now. But if we meet, like this, somehow... Even though I'm now a pirate ghost and you're, uh...a purple monster with a codpiece... I want you to know that I'm still here. And maybe, then, we can...do something about it.

-Tavros