I've been going to your Facebook profile, secretly hoping that whatever that's written there ain't true. I want to write you a message on your wall, for you to read wherever you are and hope you will poke me back the day after. Yet, I know how silly it is to do so.

Thank you for our friendship, the fun times in Boston, the lazy afternoon chit chats, the late "Murderer" nights, and all the love you've given to all of us.

Goodbye Lisa. Goodbye sweetie.