my best friend died

Saturday night I walked around for an hour repeating my best friend died this morning. Every time I would either laugh, or I'd feel my eyes burn from behind, or my hands would become fists, and i still don't believe it. It's going to take a long time.

This man was my hero. A shining example of how to live your life. I knew him well, but could have known him better. He still always had my back and anytime I asked him for help, for a favor, it was never a question. It was never a problem. It kills me that this happened so suddenly. You immediately think of everything you never said.

I think in the end he just lived too much. He already lived a lifetime and I'd like to think God looked down and said, "Hey, you're having too much fun."

I will remember you forever. We will never let you die.




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