Hey bud,
How are you? I hope all is well.
I’ve been a mess since I found out the news to say the least.
You never realize how important someone was to you until they’re gone, and by the way I’ve been feeling, you really did mean a lot.
We shared some good times together.
From all the long Friday nights at work where we would be each other’s source of happiness for the night, making faces at me across the counter, and I’d just roll my eyes and smile.
Or when you became manager and I couldn’t take you seriously for a minute, but at the same time I was so proud of you for getting that promotion. You always worked so hard at everything you did. From your art to work, you gave it your all and not an ounce less.
I remember that night you gave me a tour of Croydon, you showed me some of your tags and then you took me to a little beach type thing where you used to sit and chill at. We sat and listened to music, and shared stories of our lives. The stars were out and I had never felt more relaxed and happy in a long while.
Or what about the night where we all went to Eastern State, and you were the hero of the group. You led the way while the rest of us hid behind you because we were all terrified. You kept laughing at everyone that jumped at you. And then the one guy TOOK YOU AWAY AND MADE YOU LEAVE US. Then they sacrificed ME to be the leader, that was a mess.
And remember when I came over and you were showing me all your artwork, scattered in different books around the room. You started explaining everything, how your art works and the different types, and I had no idea what you were talking about. But when I saw you and all the passion that you had for it, I just smiled and nodded because I enjoyed hearing you talk about something you enjoyed.
I could keep going on and on about our great times but I’d be here a while. I want to thank you for everything you helped me with, all of my emotions, my stress, everything. I could always count on you when I needed you. I’ll miss you, and I can’t wait to see you again some day.