I miss Jade.
I really do. If only I could turn back the time wasted, I would love to have her back. But I know that I couldn’t. There would be no other chance again to have her back. Simply because I know that her time is already done and there would be another people to live the life that she deserved. And yes, she has gone pass all the best times that we could have shared together. But she’s not here anymore.
I remember one time when she told me that her laughter was her favorite thing about herself. She told me it was different. She had not heard any laughter as crooked and weird as hers. Hers was like a snoozing pig; sometimes like a snorting cow. But whatever, she would always say, she loved how she laughed over things- may it be really funny or just light to bear.
She laughed at the weirdest things on earth. Her heart was soft and she always got easily distracted by things. Her heart was a heart of a child. She cried over things that are too small even for me, but for her, things, may it be really tiny, she saw them as truly big ones.
And who would even forget about her smile? Hers was, in fact, one of the prettiest that I have seen. Everytime that she asked me if it was pretty, I would always tell her that it is; that she should always wear it because it makes her face look clear and fine all the time. But she never did. She seldom wore that kind of smile, that smile that never hid anything. What she often wore was the smile that covered all the sad things that broke her down inside. That one fake smile that she flashed whenever people are trying to pull her down. That one stupid smile that crashed her down.
I miss Jade and her corny jokes. She always tried hard to throw lines that seemed so out of this world. But I still laughed at them anyway. So she would not feel disappointed about herself. Maybe because she always felt less about everything, about