To the friend of my friend
We've never met, you and I.
And now we never will.
I heard of you in passing, she adored you.
Oli this, Oli that.
You were so close and just as much a part of her as her liver, or her eyes.
Even to me, in her life, you were just a fact,
Like her hands, or her teeth.
Yet, I didn't know you!
So I think that I thought of you like that, in itself, is incredible.
I can only hope your passing was quick. For her it will be painful, and I cannot be there in the ways I would like.
Over nine years we've done nothing but grow apart, briefly passing in the night or In a hot summers day.
I hope she finds solace in the people around her. I hope they dry her tears when I cannot.
I hope if there is an afterlife, you are at peace.
You will be missed.
Sincerely
A friend of your friend.
I wrote this after finding out a close friend had experienced one of their best friends dying, and I'd known of them for a long time to the point where they were such a part of her life.
It's odd to think that he's not there anymore, and if it's odd for me, it must be excruiciating for her.