I’ve learned from ladydouji today that a dear friend was murdered today. Shot and killed, something about going out for pizza. She was maybe twenty years old. She and I used to get together, watch anime, go out for dinner and a movie. We’d curl up together and watch... whatever. We were friends.
Then we drifted apart, something I totally accept as my fault. Last time I saw her was a year ago at Akon, for maybe a minute, at a room party. She seemed happy, and we seemed distant, and now she’s gone.
It’s amazing how comforting a couple bottles of saki can be, but I still ache, and I still hurt, and I still miss her. Walking around Rice Village during lunch, trying to down a quick frapachino to sober up before going back to work, I looked at the kids walking around, with their undeveloped faces and undeveloped hearts; I wanted to shake them. I wanted to scream at them “Appreciate what you have! See the brief joy for what it is! Don’t let it slip away with ‘someday’ or ‘maybe’... don’t let it slip away.”
But that’s something only hind site can say. And only a broken heart can listen.
To Amanda. The best chibi a friend could have. To carp and bugs, and walks in the dark. I’m only starting to remember what’s only now realized lost.
[Edit: At least now I know
what really happened.]
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