So, yesterday, I lost a friend. I was quite upset but then I loathed myself for being unable to shed but about two tears for him. I mostly just dry cried. As in, cried but with no tears. Does it make sense? If it doesn't, then oh well. My friend was only nineteen years old and it's horrible that his life got cut so short. He died of a stomach cancer, I believe. I know he had that. And it drives me insane that I couldn't save him because I wanted so hard to save him. Right now, I'm fairly numb. I nearly started crying again last night when I went to sleep. It just... feels so unreal. Like all of this is a dream. I can only hope Father can forgive him, because my friend didn't believe in Him. My friend was a good person, from what I could see, and he doesn't deserve to suffer anymore. So, I hope Father forgave him and he's watching over us now. Anyways, rest in peace, Gareth Lowrie. May Father and the other angels look after you.
Monday, September 15, 2008
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I wouldn't say I know how your feeling just because I hate when people do that. But I had a friend die as well. He died on the 35W bridge kind of by where I live. He was crushed to death. I know I will never get over it. I'm sorry about your loss.
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