I miss you... We miss you
We weren’t the best of friends, we were more like family, and no we didn’t stop talking because we got into a fight or because of something stupid. We stopped talking because you were taken from this world too soon. I remember that day like it was yesterday, but I try not to think about that. I think about all of the good things and times.
I will always remember you teaching me how to curl my hair by telling me to check the time and then my pulse. And the sound of your heels still clicks in my mind. Sometimes I even have to double check the hallway because I thought I saw you. I can still taste the cake you would bring to rehearsal. I can still remember the first show we did together.
The director wanted you to wear a fur coat, but you refused because it was an animal. And the sound of your laugh gets me through the pain. I know you wouldn’t want us to be sad but we can't help but miss you.
We are happy though because we were lucky enough to be your friends. The theater is different without you. The last time you were on stage you said, “to live would be an awfully big adventure.” I just wish you could have continued that adventure with us, beautiful. But we are continuing that adventure for you with you by our side.
Losing you wasn’t even the hardest part. The hardest part was watching everyone that loved you try to live after. But we pushed through it together and everyone became closer over you. I know that would make you happy; you loved when everyone would get along. Your love and passion were remembered as we sat and talked about how amazing you are.
Almost weekly, your best friend or wife I should say, posts pictures we've never seen of you and gosh dang it, you were so beautiful. She even got a tattoo of your initials, which is as elegant as you are. Every day I see or hear something that reminds me of you.
Just the other day, someone mentioned that daisies were your favorite. And as I’m writing this I could smell them. It’s the little things that count.
Thank you for every laugh and smile you created. Thank you for calling everyone beautiful and letting them know that they are worth it.Thank you for passing out those notes out of the mason jar that had a compliment on them. Mine said, “I like you more than I like food and food's good” I still laugh every time I see it on my wall. Thank you for being you and not being afraid of that. Thank you for every little thing.
We love you beautiful, you are gone but not forgotten.
