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If there is anything you ever read that I type here, then pay attention now... I will never be more real, more raw as right in this moment. You shall never see me lower than this, unless it all happens again.. pay attention if you really care about -OUR- Lord Aragorn, Steven. I also understand if you just cant read about him anymore...
I looked at his journal a minute ago... Then I remembered talking to him last week, showing him my photos from my winter formal, hearing how he thought I was beautiful in them... it just reminds me of how beautiful he was.
( Made of Steel )
( A Story About a Girl )
Those are two songs that he gave me a few months ago, both by Our Lady Peace, saying in song what he could not at the time. I honestly don't know why he was so there for me all the time, it was like I had struck the greatest bit of luck in a point in life where everything else was taking a real nose-dive. I feel so selfish for never prying at him to talk about himself and how he was doing, it was always "How are you doing today, any better?" or, "Did something happen?"
I just wish I could have been there for him more often, I know he needed support and I know I gave it but... But I still feel that I could have done so much more for someone that gave so much to me.
Its so hard when your tears mean so much, then when someone will look at you and see nothing but salene and water flowing from your eyes and false love in your heart. That is what I fear about tomarrow at school, I am afraid that I am going to see that my friends are not really friends and write all of this off as melodrama. If they could have spent an hour talking with him, a few minutes, they would KNOW that Steve was just so special, so lovely that it makes me falter in speech. My friends all know how much I care for him from how much I talk about him, they don't really understand the type of love it really is.
There are so many types of love, and the love that I shared, and others have shared, with Steve is one that is most precious... Its a love that was mutual, strong, genuine...
Steve was my only solice for these many many sad months that seemed to bring nothing but pain. If you read my Dj on a regular basis, you have noticed that I have been getting steadily worse in demeanor. I hate to say this, but Steve kept me sane, he was always there with the right thing to say at the right time, and it was truth. He never lied to make me feel better, he was always honest about what he really felt about something. It was so hard to get him to tell us how he was, he seemed just that much more contented to make sure all of us were doing alright.
I remember this one thing and I cry... I was talking to him one night, after my parents had been fighting and things at school were just getting worse and worse. "Steve, I just wish I was with you..." "I wish I could be there right now. I just want to be there to hold you, please feel better." "Steve, I want you to know that I am going to get a car and drive to Alabama soon to see you." "I would like that." "I just wish you lived here..." "I wish I did too." "I love you, Steve." "I love you, Koneko."
I sit here, and I look at all the things on my computer that I have named as Koneko. Its hard to look at my own aim address, whenever I see it, even before now, I remember that conversation and just want to go and hotwire a vehicle and drive down there. Now I just see that I will be going to see something I never thought I would... and I don't want to think about that.
I want to remember him for the man we all knew, who we all had our own little section of our hearts set aside for him. How much we loved him... God, Steve was the most loved person I know, and yet he was so unhappy sometimes that it makes me ache.
Steve, I just wonder about the things we will never do. I made a promise to meet you, and when I promise things like that to ones I love I will fallow through. I would have seen you, I would have gotten to hold you, we could have really been there for one another like I wanted us to be. Our quiet relationship was one of the strongest friendships I have ever had... sadly it ended so fast... its just not fair.
If there is anything I can say to you, My Lord, I hope that you are watching above me, still loving all that loved you here on earth. I made a playlist for you, out of songs just in my personal library, they are songs that remind me of you... I will remember you whenever I hear music it seems.
I cant say goodbye, not yet. Goodnight, Steve, I love you.
And goodnight everyone, you know that I am here for you, even if I am not here for myself. Talk to me if you need to.
-Lilly Starlight, starbright, first star I see tonight, I wish I may, I wish I might, have the wish I wish tonight: Show me more stars, I see him in them...
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