goodbye

[punkgod151]

yesterday i had to say farewell to a good friend, anthony david medina was put in his final resting place. it was probably one of the most horrible things i had to endure, because at only the age of 22 he was to be put six feet under the ground. memorials are something that are rare for me to go to. but it was time for me to stand up and take it like a man, it was hard looking at all the pictures, the pair of jordans, his jersey. so many people that i hadn't seen in a long time, people i was friends with in high school but after that nothing, it's sad that something like this had to happen to bring us all together. i regret not seeing anthony while he was sick, i don't know what i was afraid of, he starred death in the face for three years, and i couldn't pick up the phone or find a way to go see him. i'm sure i will get over it in time, but how long that will take i do not know. every second of my days is now filled with thoughts of him, as i am typing this now i am in tears, because i miss him so much. i wish i knew when my time was going to come so i could see my friend again. i thank keli for all the support she has given me, i have been friends with her off and on for the past eight years, i seriously don't know what i would do without her. so here i sit, i'll drive all the tears out i can, so that i can function somewhat normally for the rest of the day, well at least until i get off of work. it's best to get it all out now, because if i don't i'll just have random breakdowns throughout my life like i do when thinking about my mother, my grandfather, my uncle and others.

R.I.P. Anthony David Medina
I'll see you on the other side