As time moves on and seasons change, I am happy. Not all heartache remains. The loss of my friend is still fresh and the pain is there, but the hurting isn't as unbearable as it once was.
He always had a way to make me laugh and smile. Even when we were mad at each other. We were best friends. I shared with him a lot of my life and he was there living it next to me. From elementary school to college, we remained friends. Through our break ups with bfs and simple cruising into town, our friendship remained strong.
There are days when I forget and I wanna call him but I remember, he won't answer. Or there are times when something funny happens and I wanna tell him about. We could just look at each other and know exactly what the other was thinking.
He was a very good friend and I know this sadness will slowly disappear. Yet, I feel a little guilty. Guilty that he won't be here to physically experience his family's most cherished moments nor mine.
Perhaps it's all part of the grieving process. It's been two months and I still can't believe he's no longer here.
I truly pray he is at peace. That his soul has found that peace.
I love you and miss you Terrance.
Forever missed, but never forgotten.
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