You used to run as fast as you could, I think you may have feared what would happen if you stayed in one place for too long.

You were lonely, but you surrounded yourself with familiar strangers in effort to numb the pain.

You were kind, but also not afraid to speak your mind when the situation called for it.

You laughed when nothing was funny, as if to fill the empty air so it would not feel uncomfortable.

You would never look anyone directly in the eyes, afraid that you may connect with someone in a way you were not yet capable of.

You told everyone that your favorite color was violet, bright enough to still be full of life, but dark enough to fit the image that you had made for yourself.

You listened to mysterious, hypnotic rhythms and went about your life as if it were a music video, dramatic without consequence.

You were unapologetically yourself, even when the world wanted you to be somebody else.

You lived each day like it were your last, not focusing on the maybes of tomorrow or the should haves of yesterday.

You were different, I could never quite put my finger on you. And now that your gone, 𝘐 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭.

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