i don't have a title because it's too f*****g sad.

9/29/10. rip, david.

you were so young.
you were so nice.
one of the nicest boys
i knew from your class.
i didn't know you well,
but i knew you as well
as i could from sitting
in front of you for a year
in a class of ten people.
i knew when you
and liz broke up,
and i knew when you
got back together.
you always borrowed
my calculator for stats.
you lived next door to my ex,
and i knew the friendship
between you two ended
when he broke your air-soft gun.
you were seven or eight.
you honked when you drove by
us on one of our walks,
and maybe waved at me.
you were just nice.
and now,
you're gone.
and i hurt,
more than i ever expected to.
for someone that young
to die this early,
especially someone that is
so f*****g great...
it's not fair.
not when there are
so many terrible people
left behind.
i miss you.