Monday, February 22, 2016

february twenty fifth twenty fifteen

its not even the twenty fifth yet and i cried today
it hits me every once in a while that he's not here
he left almost one year ago
and it still breaks my heart

terik gagon is still one of my closest friends.
i talk to him when i cant talk to anyone else. and he listens, even though he's busy.

i sometimes think about what it would be like if he were here.
he'd probably live a building down from me, and we'd both be confused about american heritage homework. but he'd know what to do- he always did.

i hope you smile at every friend you see
and you embrace them every chance you get, because you never know when itll be your last