Pokes, I've tried two ways to get to you now I've read this, so this is the third time I've tried typing this.
Not that it's bad. Please don't think of it that way. If you're still here, that it. Oh my God, when I learned…when I read that, I started crying. Weeping, Pokes. You don't understand. I was on my bed curled up for five minutes, waiting for the neomail telling me if it was true. I checked my FF just as they said, and there it was, two explaining reviews, and I wasn't even online to tell you goodbye.
Please still be here, Pokes. I can't bare to have you be gone. I was banned from the computer for a little, and then I just stayed off. Ironically, I had this little feeling. And I felt so guilty. Oh, Pokes.
The story how I found out is boring. But I just want to say, Pokes, you're my best online friend ever, and one of my best friends, online or not. You were there to the end in everything. Everything. You can't imagine the pain it took when I saw those words that you had "passed on". Pokes doesn't pass on. She can't.
If you're gone (I'm crying again, great.) then everyone who reads this remember Pokes. Just try and think to the best friend you've had, and imagine them dying. It hurts a lot.
I remember all the good times we had. Looking on this optimistically, the good times we will continue to have.
God, don't go Pokes. I can't take it.