My Friend DarkZel
12 years ago
I received a note earlier that one of my dear friends
was involved in an accident, and had passed away.
I've never been the one to break the news to someone, and having to tell
was not easy.
I can't very well think of some fantastic eulogy to deliver. At this point I'm taking time to let it sink in for me.
I have a lot of fond memories of Zel. He and I spoke a similar language having both grown up as social misfits. While he was was radically different from everyone I knew, he was always honest about who he was, as if he didn't know how to hide it. I loved that about him, and that was the thing I think we spoke most commonly on. I made sure he knew that it was something he never had to apologize for. There was always room for me, and the random insecurities and other things that came to mind, he made time to hear me out and talk to me about it.
I find myself in a precarious position where in which I know I should cry, I feel I should cry. It's what people who are in my position do. But I'm not. I'm choking up here and there, a tear escapes now and again, but I don't break down. I'm sure it will come, and it will hit. It will hit hard. And then I'll heal.
Zel leaves a large void in the wake of his departure. A part of me that I only knew through him goes with him. I am grateful though- I'm grateful that I had him in my life. There was never anything like Zel before I met him, and there will never be anything like him again.

I've never been the one to break the news to someone, and having to tell

I can't very well think of some fantastic eulogy to deliver. At this point I'm taking time to let it sink in for me.
I have a lot of fond memories of Zel. He and I spoke a similar language having both grown up as social misfits. While he was was radically different from everyone I knew, he was always honest about who he was, as if he didn't know how to hide it. I loved that about him, and that was the thing I think we spoke most commonly on. I made sure he knew that it was something he never had to apologize for. There was always room for me, and the random insecurities and other things that came to mind, he made time to hear me out and talk to me about it.
I find myself in a precarious position where in which I know I should cry, I feel I should cry. It's what people who are in my position do. But I'm not. I'm choking up here and there, a tear escapes now and again, but I don't break down. I'm sure it will come, and it will hit. It will hit hard. And then I'll heal.
Zel leaves a large void in the wake of his departure. A part of me that I only knew through him goes with him. I am grateful though- I'm grateful that I had him in my life. There was never anything like Zel before I met him, and there will never be anything like him again.
I missed the little guy terribly when he went to Korea, and now... I'll miss him even more. Hang in there, Donryu.
My condolences to his friends and family.
If you need someone to talk to or vent too I'm available.
You might already now what's in store, but there it is anyways.
*offers hug* I offer what condolences I can having not known him, and I'm adding a link to this journal to number 12 on today's list. (http://www.furaffinity.net/journal/4604562/)
I didn't know him, though I wish I did...but if you ever need to talk, I'm here for you. *hugs*
Language, thou art too narrow and too weak
To ease us now; great sorrows I cannot speak.
If we could sigh out accents, and weep words,
Grief wears, and lessens, that tears breath affords.
Sad hearts, the less they seem, the more they are
:hugs:
My thoughts and best wishes to you and those who knew him.
my main sponsor is No Fear and I won't ever fear anything.....except death.
Fact is that the loss of someone who was a "good" and kind person is always extremely painful and even worse if you were close to this person.
I have jumped off death's scythe several times already, so yea....
RIP Zel...