I didn’t know you could chew on cane sugar or that if you swam any river upwards on Hawaii you’d find a waterfall at some point.
I didn’t know that there’s a game in America where you set up a bonfire at the beach and jump over it after piling up more and more wood.
I didn’t know how to open up a coconut with a machete- neither did I know how good it tastes when you fill rum inside.
I didn’t know you would become one of my best friends.
I didn’t know you would commit suicide.
I miss you.