all i can think about is how much more i could have told you so maybe in your last moments you could have changed your views. maybe we could have convinced you to force the doctors to do more. we talked about it several times but you looked so ALIVE that the possibility that one day you would not be sitting in front of me never crossed my mind. we did not know each other completely but you were definitely part of the family and now that you have been ripped from us it feels like there is a gaping hole that will never be filled.
you meant so much to us and i regret not showing it to you more or telling you that you were one of us. you knew it- i just never told it to you.
you spoke of death so often that it seems surreal that you are now on that side of life, waiting for us. you were so fucking young and so full of potential. fuck potential. everybody knew what you were capable of and you were being held back. more than anything though i hope you are where you have wanted to be for years. i hope you have found peace because you were always looking to the beyond for answers and you were always coming up empty handed. you're an angel with the rest of them and your words in your songs will live on, you beautiful bastard, you.
weekend cookouts and benders will never be the same without you and we will all feel the void.
rest in peace, brah. you were one of a kind and you will be severely missed.
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