It’s funny how she just pops in my mind. There are so many days, so many moments that I think of her. Throughout the years I would check out her face book, see how she was doing, and send her a little note whatever. I was always curious; she just seemed to have a wonderful life. She was entertaining, she was stunning, and I missed the close friendship we once had. Just like many things and many people in life, you lose touch but it doesn’t take away the importance of that person, or the impact they had on your life. I loved how once upon a time, we were vulnerable, we shared our innermost thoughts and feelings, and we laughed and cried together. I have caught myself crying many times over her in the last 2.5 months. It just doesn’t seem like reality, I can’t wrap my head around her being gone.
Sometimes I wonder what it would be like if we could tell those who have left us how much we care, how much people miss you, how much you impacted so many lives. I wish she could look down and read what people say about her, I wish she could feel the tears and the sadness that is left behind because she no longer exists in this world. I wish she could have felt how much people really loved her, how much better she made each of us, how we desperately want her to know, it’s just not the same without her. I know she lives on in so many of us, but I wish she just lived on.
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