I heard you were in a coma.
At first I didn't believe it, but then it made sense. It made sense as to why I hadn't heard from you in so long. We never go that long without talking. There was always at least a message on MySpace. I didn't even get a 'Happy Birthday'. I was pissed.
Not after I heard about your accident though.
My memories of you are vivid. I remember listening to your thoughts, your worries, and your interests. We have literally talked for hours about everything and nothing. We have discussed future plans and past dreams. I've listened to you go on about wrestling, and how you miss school. We've chatted about your new job and about crazy exes. You always made me laugh. I remember how you loved hockey, especially the Bruins. I remember the runts I bought you and I remember how you loved your cats Sadie and Moo, probably more than anything. Your favorite color was purple and you've had the same haircut ever since I met you. I remember you were one of my very best friends and how you were always completely honest with me. I won't lie, a lot of the things you've said have surprised me to say the least. Surprised or not, I never judged you. I couldn't judge you. I never dreamed of judging you. You were too good of a person. You were too compassionate and understanding of everything I ever said to you.
You obviously had your issues, just like the next person does. You also had your own way of dealing with them. I knew the things you were in to, I just chose to ignore the consequences they had. If it were any other person, I would have told them to get their shit straight, deal with things another way... get some help. It was you though. I never wanted you to take my words the wrong way. I never wanted you to resent me, to think that I just didn't understand you... because I did. I chose to never say anything to you because I cared so much, when really... I should have been screaming at you until my face turned blue. I never said a word and now I regret it.
I hope you know how much you've always meant to me. I hope you know how hard this is for me. I hope you know I care about you and love you. I hope you know I'm worried sick... and I hope you know that even if we don't ever speak again, I will never forget you. Ever. That thought absolutely breaks my heart. You are one of the most amazing people I have ever met, and I pray I get to see you again. I'll be waiting right here for you. I miss you with everything I have in me Bob. xoxo
