Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Imprints of the heart.
In life we often encounter people who leave a small imprint on our lives, if we are lucky we meet that person or people who define who we are and leave an imprint so large it walks with you for the rest of your existence on this earth. Sometimes the imprint can be bad, sometimes it can be good but whatever it is they leave you it will be something that gives you your strength, character, soul and heart. They are the people we give our hearts to, the people we trust more than anything and the people who know us more than we know ourselves.
When I was 16 years old I met one of these rare people. He was not my boyfriend or anything of the sort, he was actually much older than I was with the heart of a teenager & the soul of an wise old man. And he was my friend age difference and all. He understood my heart song, the music that came from inside me which made me sad, happy or indifferent. He understood because we had the same kind of heart song and together the music we played went as perfect as the moon to the stars. To this day nobody has ever understood the songs played inside my head and my heart quite like he did.
This time of year I think about him a lot. I look at pictures stored in the back of my mind , pictures stored away to keep tears from falling. But this time of year when the wind blows, the rain falls and the air smells of the earth I remember his coming into and going of my life. It was this time of year more years ago that I care to think about that this person left this world due to a drug overdose. I cannot tell you how hard it was to know I would never be able to look into the face or share the comforts of our words ever again. He had the kindest heart, the sweetest demeanor and would have done anything for anyone. I can tell you in all certainty that nobody on this earth who did not have the chance to know him could ever meet someone like him. This post is dedicated to his memory and to the love and friendship given to me by him at a time in my life when I was miserable and desperately needed a friend. His imprint was great , I am the women I am today in part because of him. Honestly, I do not know how I would have survived my teen years without knowing him!
I just wish as I know most of his friends and family do that we knew him a little bit better. 
I MISS YOU!
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I'm so sorry about your friend! Although it seems it was a while back, it must be difficult to deal with the death of people close to us.
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