Around early December, I looked out at the sunset, and I noticed that the sky was pink. Not just a hint of pink, like there normally is, but the sky was almost unnaturally pink. I've always been a "sunset fanatic," taking pictures of the sky at any and every chance I get, so I thought these pictures would be no different from the rest. As I was editing these photos, I was reminded of a friend. He passed in late 2021, at just 15 years old. He meant the world to me, and his passing shook me to my core. Every time we talked, he would always share his love for the sky, more specifically, sunsets. Since he lived in AZ, he was always seeing colorful sunsets, and he shared them with me every time he saw one. One night in October, we were talking about the sky, and I had told him that I had never seen a pink sky like that here in IL, and that I wish I lived closer to him, so we could experience the beautiful sunsets together. He agreed, but we both knew that moving was unlikely, so he sent me a picture of the sunset, and he told me, "whenever you see a pink sky, think of me, okay?" He had never been super fond of the color pink, but he said that he loved seeing it in the sky. About a month after this conversation, I found out that my friend took his own life. I was devastated. I refused to believe it. I would call him, hoping to relive one of our conversations again, knowing that he wouldn't pick up. I sent him pictures of the sky, knowing he'd never see them. I did everything in my power to pretend he was still here, knowing he wasn't coming back. Fast forward 3 years, to this exact moment. I had been thinking about my friend earlier that week, and being reminded of him in super subtle ways. I wondered if there was going to be one of those "if you're here, give me a sign" type of moments. Lo and behold, I looked outside to see my first ever pink sunset. He must've known that I was thinking of him, and decided to show me that he was thinking about me too.
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Sometimes it just pops out of nowhere, sometimes it’s just a passing memory and sometimes out of the blue I feel the weight of what happened. I had a best friend, a person with which I connected in a way I never did with anyone. She moved out of the city and with that she stopped any communication with me. I miss her. I miss her so much. I feel like I must have fucked up big time for this to be happening. In our last call I told her I was worried we would lose contact with the distance and she told me it would never happen. I believed her. It’s a weird sadness; most of the time I can see clearly that more than try to text her I cannot do much and I’m angry or confused about the situation but it passes, I go by my day. But sometimes this wave of sadness arrives and I remember how she made me laugh, how she looked at me, the day we actually talked like friends for the first time and then it hits me that we might have spoken for the last time. how could that be? I still believe her. One day she’ll call me and my memories of today will fade and get replaced by others of us together. I should have called her more, told her more times how I loved her, how she was beautiful, we should have gone to more concerts together, we should have said yes to that dude who wanted to interview us for a tiktok. We should have when there still was a we. One day talking about relationships, I mentioned how incapable I am at letting go and how sometimes I start to resent the person I can’t let go for the things we do to each other. So maybe it’s all for the best, maybe I’m being spared, maybe it will save our memories from being tainted, maybe that‘s all the time meant for us. I don’t know but I wish I did.
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