I can't believe it's been seven years.
If I close my eyes it all seems like yesterday.
Scavenger hunt. You had balls man. The things you do.
You flipping made it to state in diving without even trying-- just because you saw a diving board.
Then there was state, we were all watching a scary movie. The grudge to be exact. I need to grab something from my hotel room and you walked me, just in case I was too scared. Before I knew it you had run far passed me like a little baby and left me alone. True friendship right there.
Let's not even talk about how you forced me driving you home everyday after school and I constantly complained. In reality, I just complained because it was fun.
Or how about the time when you hopped into my convertible and decided that we should get food instead of swim class. I said, "heck no." Then you proceeded to try to talk me into it and said nothing would happen. Right around that time a car was following us only to realize it was our principal. And we could honestly say, "We weren't skipping." thanks to me.
You always had a smile on your face no matter how mad anyone could be at you.
But what I wish you could have seen.
Your team, your friends wearing pink in honor of you-- not just any shade of pink, hot pink. We all stood in unity with memories of you on our backs.
No one can pull off pink like you.
You are missed, my friend.
“He will have no fear of bad news; his heart is steadfast, trusting in the Lord. His heart is secure, he will have no fear; in the end he will look in triumph of his foes - Psalms 112: 7-8”.
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