Dear Berke,
Hello old friend, I'd normally in this part ask how you are doing but I have already found out. I realize we haven't talked in a long time but we never said we weren't friends. I did find you on facebook a few times and tried to friend you once but you declined so I didn't try again. Now that I think of it, you probably didn't realize who I was. I should have sent a message but I believe I was in the hospital at the time and honestly don't remember to much. Do you remember the day we met? I do, like it was yesterday. I was working at that gas station.. do you remember? I was working a night shift alone and you sat with me all night and took me to breakfast that morning. That's how it all started. I wish I could remember the exact date, I do know it was 05 or 06. We went to Waffle House and then you took me home. You were stand offish about some things but so very kind and it showed no matter how hard you tried to hide it. Omg, do you remember Olive Garden with my mom.. lol that was an interesting dinner wasn't it? And going to Barns and Noble, I can't remember why we went just that we went. I think it was just to have something to do, life was so weird and confusing back then but I realize now that I really didn't know that much about you. I know you didn't want me to meet your family, I later understood why but for the life of me I don't know why you thought I couldn't handle something so petty. Or maybe you didn't want the drama that family can bring on. I remember going to the mall with you and just goofing off, I believe it was your birthday or something and I wanted to do something nice so I bought this 300.00 dollar animi DVD set from from fye. You had wanted it for a while and told me how important it was to you so I bought it. I swear you treated it like a prized possession. I know I'm bringing up the past a lot and I'm sorry for that but honestly it's not completely my fault. You could have made some kind of effort to. Friendship is a two way street. Now as I lay here and cry your family is probably doing the same thing. You know the worst part is that you're gone but what makes it hard is that it's on news wed sites and the comments from people because they have not released your name it's like vultures to a corpse. "Let's get some more information so we can fight, gossip, and spread our ass hole no one really cares opinion to the whole world". There are some days where I flat out just hate people and there are days where I love them to. You told me something once, you said "don't come up with a permanent solution to a temporary problem" you know what, I really wish you would have taken your own advice. At least then there wouldn't be so much misery. It's bad enough in the world today without the good ones leaving like you did. It took them a while to figure it out you know. The police, a few days at least. Right now I'm in this weird limbo between sad and angry and if you were still here I'd punch you in the face for this shit. Why did it all just stop? Did you try? Was I worth anything? What about all the other people who love and care for you? Do they have worth? I went through this very same thing earlier this year and someone told me that when people do this they don't intend to hurt loved ones. They think the people in their life would be better off if they were not here. Well Berke, No one is better off with you gone. No One! The amount of guilt I feel for not having the money and not going to your funeral is tremendous but you know as well as I do that family comes first. I messaged your girl friend with my condolences today. She said thank you. I was hoping for more but she probably doesn't know what to say when a random stranger messages her with condolences for her boyfriend. I know I wouldn't so I don't know what I was expecting. I really hope you are in a better place, to think of you any other way just hurts to much. Me and Jackie had a good laugh and told each other stories about you. I accidentally spelled a word wrong and the way the it came out was funny. Anyway, I had to get all this out somewhere, somehow , so this is how I'm doing it. I hope that you know now that you're loved by a lot of people and I know I never told you (out of respect for you) but that includes me. You're loved my friend and you will never be forgotten. Love, me.