I feel like you woke me up this morning. Like you came to tell me goodbye. How else can I explain why I was up and on Facebook at 3:00am? I haven’t been on there in months. One of the first things that I see when I log in is a rest in peace post dedicated to Boogie. I just knew it wasn’t you. It couldn’t be you. Must be some other Boogie. Right?
Your wall is flooded with memories. Condolences to your family. And wishes from friends and family that you are resting in peace.
One of the last times we talked you told me about your family and mine. We talked about the music you were creating. We talked about my blog. We talked about your battle with PTSD. We talked at length about how you were coping. We talked about your poetry. We also talked about how you not shit. We talked about me not being shit. We talked about getting bitches. We talked about the good old high school days. We talked about getting this guap. We talked about your children. We talked about life.
We used to talk so much.
You were my first male friend. You didn’t look at me as anything more than a big sister. You were funny. Incredibly smart. Charismatic. Honest. Hardworking. Loyal. You were my friend Terry. You carried me through some really dark times. You were strength.
I am shattered to learn that you lost your battle with PTSD a week ago.
Your funeral is today.
Your family is with you now.
The rest of your friends are preparing to come and say their final goodbyes to you and here I am just learning that I won’t hear your voice anymore. I won’t be able to give you shit about that damn gold grill in your mouth. No more spending hours on the phone talking about your life in Dallas.
And I’m here. Your family is here. Your friends are here.
There’s so many wishes. So many things to say.
I loved you friend! I still love you friend.
I can only imagine the battle you were fighting. When we talked you only shared small pieces of your experiences with me but I know there must have been so much more for you to have made the decision that you made.
I want to be so mad at you but I can’t.
I hope you found peace.
You were loved. You are loved. You are missed.
Rest in light friend.