Boy you're a heart breaker.

Tonight while I was at work I got some of the most upsetting news that I think I have ever received; A class mate had passed away. I have never had to deal with death really, but I found myself crying...actually crying, at work. Everett, I just want you to know how much you will be missed and how great of a person you were. Your passing is still a hard thing to process. I just made you a sandwich the other day at work and we talked. We talked about life, school, and about how we both suck at math. Like many other encounters, you made me smile and laugh that day. I think that is what is so heartbreaking. You will not be able to make me laugh again and I will never see you again. I know this is a tough time for anyone that was even graced with your presence, because you made them smile and laugh, too. You were not supposed to leave us yet. We were all supposed to have children, so they could be hoodlums together. The class of 2008 has always been a close graduating class, so I know it is hard for all of us. You were too young. I wasn't supposed to be looking at obituaries until we're all 80 and balding. What is so scary is that you're gone, you're my age, and we share memories. I have never attended a visitation or a funeral, so you'll be my first. Wherever you are...I know you're looking down on us waiting for our turn so you can make us all laugh again. You and your family are in my heart.

The good really do die young.