(no subject)
To Mike Delarazzabal:
I remember the last time I saw you.
If someone had asked me any other time, I'd probably have told them that the memory isn't too clear since I was a little tipsy and, well, I've never had the best memory anyway.
But now I can safely say the memory is as clear as day. You just left us all so suddenly, so unbelievably sudden, that everything seems to just have heightened the events of that night.
We were dancing. It was fast and I was having fun. It was loud in Temple and absolutely packed in there. So packed that your beard kept brushing against the back of my neck. You were smiling, I was smiling, Jjay was smiling. It was a typical Saturday night. We were just kids having a good time.
And now, several months later, you're gone and we're all still here. All we have the left is the memory of you.
You get into your car one day then you're gone. I'm going to miss you, Mike. So fucking much. Even if we weren't the closest of friends, I'm going to miss you and I wish I could tell you how much you've affected me before and after the accident. I'm going to miss you. I don't know what else to say. I'm going to miss you. I'm going to miss you. I miss you. I miss you so fucking much.
I remember the last time I saw you.
If someone had asked me any other time, I'd probably have told them that the memory isn't too clear since I was a little tipsy and, well, I've never had the best memory anyway.
But now I can safely say the memory is as clear as day. You just left us all so suddenly, so unbelievably sudden, that everything seems to just have heightened the events of that night.
We were dancing. It was fast and I was having fun. It was loud in Temple and absolutely packed in there. So packed that your beard kept brushing against the back of my neck. You were smiling, I was smiling, Jjay was smiling. It was a typical Saturday night. We were just kids having a good time.
And now, several months later, you're gone and we're all still here. All we have the left is the memory of you.
You get into your car one day then you're gone. I'm going to miss you, Mike. So fucking much. Even if we weren't the closest of friends, I'm going to miss you and I wish I could tell you how much you've affected me before and after the accident. I'm going to miss you. I don't know what else to say. I'm going to miss you. I'm going to miss you. I miss you. I miss you so fucking much.