It's been awhile since I've come by
I guess that's my bad this time
A lot of stuff has changed recently
And I kind of wish that you could see it all
I've got a girlfriend now, she's sweet and caring
I remember when you used to joke that I'd never get one
It always used to make me so mad...
Did you know, she's got green eyes. My favourite colour
She makes great food and I really wish she could have met you
Diablo three finally came out and I know we were waiting for that one
You always used to promise that we'd play it together sometime
But I know that it's impossible with the way things are...
I thought a lot about getting the game, walked into the store even
I tried picking it up, but my hands just kept shaking
I ended up leaving without buying anything...
You know, I still have all of our old stuff...
Your dice, your miniatures, your Paladin character sheet
It's even got that little stain in the corner, the big yellow one
I remember how pissed you got after you put it there
And I'm pretty sure you're the only guy who tries to erase Dorito stains!
Ha, I'm laughing now. Remembering all that stuff
Yet at the same time, I always feel like crying...
Did you know, you taught me a lot about being a good man
You would always pick the tank or the healer in our games
And when I asked you why you did that, you said this:
"Those who are strong stand in front, so others don't have to."
Those words of yours, I still carry them with me today...
I thought about getting it tattoo'd sometime, but mom would explode
Y'know, your buddies told me all about what you did
And sometimes, it just makes me want to smack you...
I want to hit you, because you're hardheaded and brave
I want to hit you, for being the bravest fool in the world
But I'm also proud of you, because no man could ever do what you did.
And when they ask me about your story, when they ask about you
I can say that when they had my brother's back against the wall
He didn't hide and he didn't run. He found some cover and fought for his friend
He stood against the enemy, outnumbered and outgunned, but he gave it his all
Because when they shot your buddy in the leg, you knew you had bring him home.
And so you stood your ground and emptied every single mag they handed to you
You picked the enemy off, one by one, by staying calm and using your head
And in the end you succeeded, the enemy was beaten...
You managed to bring your buddy home,but I wish you came back with him...
-Chen Yuan Wen, 18th June 2012