you were so young. you were so nice. one of the nicest boys i knew from your class. i didn't know you well, but i knew you as well as i could from sitting in front of you for a year in a class of ten people. i knew when you and liz broke up, and i knew when you got back together. you always borrowed my calculator for stats. you lived next door to my ex, and i knew the friendship between you two ended when he broke your air-soft gun. you were seven or eight. you honked when you drove by us on one of our walks, and maybe waved at me. you were just nice. and now, you're gone. and i hurt, more than i ever expected to. for someone that young to die this early, especially someone that is so ******* great... it's not fair. not when there are so many terrible people left behind. i miss you.