Goodbye

A few weeks ago I regretted not talking longer to you.
You were on the bike.
I was in the car.
Talked abit of "how are you?" and stuff.
Traffic light turned green and you zoomed off.
That was the last.
You were one of the retainees.
One of us.
Now your gone.
I got one less person to call me "eh fatty how are you"
All that is left is memories.
Pictures of you and us as a class.
As 3A3 2006.
Have a safe journey ahead.
Goodbye Dixon Chan.