So a friend of mine passed a couple weeks ago and few of his friends are having a memorial for him tomorrow. These are times that I wish I was back in Jersey.
We lost touch when I moved to Georgia and reconnected maybe five years ago.. He shared a story about us that I forgot about and it completely changed my outlook. After that conversation, I began to move differently... the me now vs the me then started to clash. He woke me up. Gave me a verbal shake that opened my eyes to the rose colored glasses I was wearing. I thanked him for that..
I cherished our conversations. We're spoke twice a month.. He made me homesick..longing for the days of K-High when he would come up to the school and give me a hug or a nod (if he couldn't break away from the many that surrounded him).
He was the coolest dude I knew.. Had swag before swag was a thing.. His walk, his talk, his demeanor was mesmerizing and he always sucked me in as he did others.. I have no regrets about our friendship.. We talked about everything... He knew me since I was 14 and every time we spoke he made sure he mentioned the 14 y.o me and I appreciated him for recognizing her...
I haven't seen him in years and and now he's gone forever. I pray my friend is resting peacefully in the comfort and presence of his mom... I pray his girl and his friends has peace...
I love you friend... You will be greatly missed and I'm gonna miss our conversations...
Peace...
Lisha xo
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