My soul brother and the match to my maker. There’s no way I could say all I truly mean but a post like this has been put off because I really could never write enough words or be able to explain just how 1/1 you were. Your mind and your individuality, what you honed and would’ve been is beyond a tragedy that everyone won’t know. You were a burning bright star who was going to change the world. bleeding hearted to not know how deeply your existence is missed and my cheerleader who’s admiration never faded and came with love always, never a glimpse of judgment or envy. My language of pop culture and music that nobody spoke but us. You truly saw me. And I truly seen you. I can’t help but harbour so much rage against you for going so incredibly soon; but so early of last year that you didn’t fucking get to see any of this. You were the only one who was ever going to know that we were making our dreams come true. Who understood everything. I went hard and you always went harder. Matching is an understatement, we were kindred spirits. You would’ve got everything you wanted from this life and more. Fuck you for taking away such a beautifully intelligent talented and passionate being. Your love in every fucking thing was so inspiring and heartwarming. Your fragile heart was never told how unforgettable all of you was. Everyone we knew still talks about you.
Anyways, I fucking miss your crazy ass. When I think I’m going too hard I know you would go harder in the name of Keith Richards.
Love you for the rest of my life,
My brother.
