Good night sweet prince

I don't understand death. I don't understand how one Sunday evening a guy could be sending a text message to a girl, and then isn't going to wake up the next morning. My brain can't comprehend the fact that physically you are here, but the light that brings you to life is out; extinguished. You're here, but you're not HERE. You are now only alive in our dreams.

It's unfair.

Death is so fucking unbelievably unfair. 

I'm not a religious person, but I firmly believe that everything happens for a reason. It also makes me tremendously angry that most of the time we will never know that reason. The best that we can do is look back and see just how our stars aligned in order for us to get to this exact place. The best we can do for ourselves is to breath and stay open to the universe. I have to keep reminding myself that day after day. Eric was really good at that.

Here's to the gentleman who was a stickler about chivalry. To the guy who was always there with a helping hand and kind, positive words. To the man working two jobs and going to school to better his future. To the one that knew the true meaning of work hard play harder. Here's to you, Eric Cruz. I wish I knew you better, but I can only feel empathy for the ones that knew you the best. You were taken far to soon.

Please be safe. Hold the ones you love, be kind to each other, try your hardest to not pass judgement and live each day to the fullest. We are put on this planet to love; ourselves and others. Eric was one of the best.

Rest in Paradise my friend.

 

 "Now cracks a noble heart. Good night sweet prince: 

And flights of angels sing thee to thy rest!"