#ripchop

Yesterday was my friend Malcolm’s funeral. Everything has been out of place for awhile for me but this really threw me off, I have felt crooked for sometime now, like I’ve been trying to find balance in this world but I keep loosing my footing. I haven’t learned how to cope with loss very well, especially these past few years but I never thought a friend death would affect me quite like this one. This one sticks, it’s odd, it’s like I feel such heavy emptiness inside although, malcolm and I hadn’t even been in the same room for almost 2 years now. I’m sad we never took any photos together because now I can only hold on to the memories we shared, I hope he’s at peace somewhere in the great beyond and I hope that we meet again. Rest in paradise Malcolm, and I hope you saw that Bri wasn’t late for your funeral. She’s late for everything, but she wasn’t late yesterday. I hope I dressed nice enough, and I hope you saw how many people showed up just to celebrate you. You were so loved earth side. I wish I would’ve made a little more effort or tried a little harder. Until we meet again.