I miss your laugh and smile. I miss the moments you made me laugh and were a bright spot in my life.
From the day I met you, you told me that you would pass young. I wish you were still here to spread your soul's energy and your perspective and theories.
It was important to you, that people chose you and that you made a positive impact in the world. In one of our conversations about death, you mentioned that you would never tell people if you were sick or dying. You never wanted to be chosen under that circumstance. You wanted to be chosen because people chose you in that moment and realized how precious today is for us. I will incorporate this concept in my life more and not let my own life be fleeting. I will embrace each day and those I love more and more.
It was important to you that you left a trail of influential moments on others and that they would have positive things to say about you. You made me promise that I would write an epitaph. It took me years because I still woke up wishing that you were alive and flourishing. I hoped it would be rewound and you would send me a text. But at the end of the day, I made a promise and promises don't expire.
Our last conversation, you thanked me for my friendship. You thanked me for being there throughout the years. The truth is that I was grateful and am grateful for you in my life. I still miss you. I love you, Francis.