Dear... Zach J
I think about you every single day.
It's really bad now that you’re gone.
Really bad will never really cut it.
It is impossibly painful knowing that every day you forget that we were ever friends.
I guess it's for the best anyway, but every time I hear a viola, or rake leaves, or laugh, or see someone doing something good, I think of you. I'll always be thinking about you.
About how you'll be doing so well in all your classes; hanging out with all your awesome friends; going to prom with some beautiful, sweet deserving girl; and graduating, having a great life.
If anyone deserved any of those things you do. You deserve everything the world has to offer and so much more.
I know you’re not going to find this letter, I've always known you were going to forget about me, and it's okay.
Because if you loved me that would be changing who you are, and I would never let that happen.
But I'm also not moving on.
Because you were the only one who could show me that people can be good.
You gave me hope for the future.
And you didn't even know it.
Live like Zach.