I can't pinpoint how we met but I can bring up so many fond memories of him. I can't pinpoint it because it was so comfortable and serene. There wasn't any awkward moments. It was just so, unreal.
It hurts to know how easily I can forget about him yet, I randomly am reminded of him. I see hats like the ones he would wear. I see bowties. He loved bowties.
We weren't close but I admired his strength. He had this incredible patience. He was such a beautiful soul. I was lucky to have met him. I can honestly say that he was one of the highlights of my UCI years. Every time I would bump into him on campus he would say hi. Not the casual wave and goodbye and the "We should hangout" fake invitation. It was all genuine. Hugs, hellos, talk that would definitely go further than the small talk boundaries.
I should have said happy birthday yesterday but I'm still upset. I can't stop being angry at his loss. I'm still angry and I want him to still be here.
I'm not saying goodbye.
Happy Belated Birthday Christien.
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