I'm blowing up, J-rod!
Jarryd Brown
March 30, 1986 - May 20, 2008
A selfish feeling, I suppose. I want and need to hear your voice and feel your skin and know you Love me too. I know you Loved me. I know I can't do a thing to change the way I feel right now. I know you're gone, but I still can't even believe it.
The fireflies went crazy for you. The frogs and bugs were screaming and singing and dancing in the woods and every single little ant I saw walking made me think "maybe they hold some little piece of you that I cannot see" so I tried to feel it, but all I could feel was regret that I didn't give you your daily phone call yet that day.
..and 4 beautiful girls who Love you unconditionally went skinny dipping in the co-op pool in your honor.
No regrets in many ways though, when we last parted you were smiling and I know I held you close and told you "I Love you" and I may have even told you to be safe. I remember that hug. You said you Loved me too and then you left. My mind thinks: If only I had called you, things would be different.. the butterfly effect would take wing and we'd be laughing about how great your life is, instead of me crying about how great it was.
Hug Life.
......"and you know we'll see each other around"........
I Love you, J.B.
