Tribute to my best friend

Deep depression causes a form of blindness.. blindness to your worth, how much you’re loved, and all the great possibilities yet to be explored.

Sometimes, fresh air, sunshine, and a phone call can go a long way.. how I wish you had called me, friend.

I think about you often. I cherish our deep and uncommon connection that stemmed from our freedom from all that noise at such a young age.

I miss you. Rest in peace.

FRIENDS, please reach out to me when you need someone to talk to.

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