• It's not right when someone dies...
    you know, that special someone you love.
    Usually it's unexpected...
    like the one I encountered.

    November 8th.
    Phone calls.
    Screams.
    Cries.

    It's like the world was coming to an end.
    The one person...
    that ONE person.

    It was HE that made me laugh,
    and take my breath away.

    It's not like he's moved away,
    or out of contact...
    He's gone.
    The one person I had a crush on for all of these years.

    Dead...
    Like a baby without her passifier.

    Horrified friends and family members.
    Crushed, as if a rock had hit me on the head.

    I don't understand death, and i probably never will.
    But his has taught me something.
    Live for what time you have.
    Do everything...
    Regret NOTHING.