...the sophomore who walked into my little freshman dorm and changed everything.
...my first friend there, subsequently formatting my entire college path.
...the oh-so-memorable first college kiss; the one you never, ever wanted to-or could-forget.
...the one whose bed was always made perfectly, each blue and white plaid stripe straight as an arrow.
...the boy who would prop open the back door with a rock or his shoe so I could run through the scary tunnel outside ML at night and sneak into the dorm to see him.
...an old soul trapped in a frat boy's body.
...the boy who would get so mad at me when he knew I wasn't living up to my potential and what I deserved.
...brilliant, motivated, compassionate- all the makings of an utterly amazing person.
...the one who was never too far away, from that first night to the last night, four years later.
...beautiful, inside and out.
...the one who left more people than he could ever imagine crying and screaming and praying that this wasn't real.
...the one whose funeral I couldn't bring myself to go to because my last image of you is so perfect.
...the one who had everything to live for. The one who would give so much to this world. The one that was taken too soon.
I don't know what I believe happens to people when they die, but if there is a heaven, I know you're there. And if you see a stunning lady sitting at a bar on a cloud drinking a martini, that's my grandmom. Say hi, I think you'd get a kick out of her ;)
I will always remember you and be thankful for everything you have given me and every second that we spent together. You will always be one of the best people I have ever known.
RIP MRZ 12/5/1984 - 7/2/2010
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A gorgeous tribute to a friend. Those words, those feelings...they endure beyond the sadness. Hang in there, and I'm around if you ever need to talk .
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