Since you've been gone, my friend. September 6 was the most difficult day of my life. Hands down. I've never had a friend pass away like this. I've had friends who had one of their friends pass away, & yes, I am sympathetic, secretly thinking to myself, damn... I don't want to have to go through this. But we are. Right now. His family, his girlfriend, his best friends, his friends.
It's fucking hard coping with you gone like this, my friend. Earlier today, your boys Francis & Joe reminiscing about how you were, when you joked around, when you got mad. Jerry saying that if you were still around everyone'll be clowning on how fucked up you were the night before. Christin...saying that she liked how you acted like a little kid & was always happy about little things. & that that's what she liked about you the most. Christin saying that if she slept, she hoped to see you in her dreams so she can talk to you. Her saying that her fingers tingle sometimes & she says that it's like you were there holding her hand. And that she misses you so much. We all do. See you in the next life, for sure. Watch over us, homie.
...fuck, this is so hard.
Damn, like..
I just wish my cat was here still so I can hug him & he can stop my tears with his paws.
Two losses in one day.
Fuck today. Worst day of my life
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