Sammy, I wish you were here. Here with me. We could have be so happy together. I miss you. I miss you so much, Sam. I'm dead but I miss you. I want you here with me. It's been so lonely, Sam. Will we ever see each other again? Will we, Sam? I hope so, because that would be great. So great. We can be together forever. Or not. Because I know you want to live. I lost my future, but you still have one. Go on, Sam. Go on and on. Don't look back. Don't ever look back. Because if you do, something might happen. I don't know what, but something bad might happen. Or maybe not. Who knows. I hope you're happy, Sam. I really do.