Its coming up to that time of year once again, where the pain of losing my best friend gets too much to handle and I end up in fits n' starts of all kinds of emotions. Mostly depression, sadness and a whole load of guilt. Its coming up to 12 years now, 12 years without hearing his voice. 12 years without laughter in a friendship that meant more to me than the world. He told me I was his first best friend, and I said the same to him, we had a bond like nothing else i'd ever felt before. Something between me and Gordare clicked into place - although we did argue, I still cared about him. Fights never lasted long.
Remembering the sting of the tears, the guilt, the pain in my body - as a day after my motorbike crash he died in a car accident not much more than 24 hours apart. I found out a week later...
I miss him so much...
Remembering the sting of the tears, the guilt, the pain in my body - as a day after my motorbike crash he died in a car accident not much more than 24 hours apart. I found out a week later...
I miss him so much...
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I'm sorry you lost a friend too, its hard. :(
This was the first time I experienced loss of someone other than family and its never really eased off. I still have dreams about him popping online to say something funny or about his day. You never know how much someone means to you before they are gone forever. :( Its just not fair.
This was the first time I experienced loss of someone other than family and its never really eased off. I still have dreams about him popping online to say something funny or about his day. You never know how much someone means to you before they are gone forever. :( Its just not fair.
Aye, i've actually tribute that song to him a few times after I first heard it. Endless Night just fit, as he was a big TLK fan, we often shared that interest.
I was actually listening to 'My Immortal - Evanescence' while drawing this, when he cried I was there, when he was scared i'd try and fight things away...but in the end, he had all of me. He was the true epitome of the best friend, despite the ocean between us, we were thicker than thieves and had more blood than brothers. He was even going to come and see me in January, but passed away in an 18-Wheeler T- Junction fatality in December. I honestly thought it was a ruse, that he'd appear at my door...like it never happened. Denial is a big part of mourning I suppose.
Sorry for rambling, just too much on my lid.
I was actually listening to 'My Immortal - Evanescence' while drawing this, when he cried I was there, when he was scared i'd try and fight things away...but in the end, he had all of me. He was the true epitome of the best friend, despite the ocean between us, we were thicker than thieves and had more blood than brothers. He was even going to come and see me in January, but passed away in an 18-Wheeler T- Junction fatality in December. I honestly thought it was a ruse, that he'd appear at my door...like it never happened. Denial is a big part of mourning I suppose.
Sorry for rambling, just too much on my lid.
I know this feeling,..
Neeko is outside on a grassy hill looking up at the stars crying, the spirits of his parents who were murdered visit him and tell him to let go so they can rest in peace, but he cant he wants them to come back in his life...
having abusive parents isnt really any different than having parents who are dead or nonexistent...
Neeko is outside on a grassy hill looking up at the stars crying, the spirits of his parents who were murdered visit him and tell him to let go so they can rest in peace, but he cant he wants them to come back in his life...
having abusive parents isnt really any different than having parents who are dead or nonexistent...
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