The world ends with you. Oh, how genious that title is.
It's sad how it is so true though. That now you're gone there is no way for me to tell you how cool I thought you were. The fact that you will never know saddens me. You would turn 17 this year. As old as I was when I met you.
I sincerely hope you somehow know how well people speak of you. It's so sad one must die for other people to do so though. I regret not getting to know you better.
Live without regrets.
I do not regret meeting you.
Rest in peace, Jojjo.