To Megan, Love Stupid Boi

Dear Megan,

Since you died I haven’t really thought about it. When I got the message from Thaddeus I didn’t know what to do. At the time I was on tour and couldn’t really think about things. Today however is different!

Something told me to look thorough old pictures on Facebook. Not that I haven’t seen them a million times before, today was different. I finally came to terms with the fact that you are gone. I miss you so much!

You were my very first friend in Iowa City. I remember when I started working at Rue 21 and you were my manager. That was the beginning of everything. We were together everyday. You were there when things got really tough and there to make me laugh with all the crazy things we did.

I sat here thinking about all the times that we stayed up at night and laughed, the night that someone through the bottle at your foot and you had the paramedics call me to take you to the hospital at 3 am. That blood stain was there until the day I sold that car…LOL. The time we escaped to Cornell to eat pizza and walk the solar system. All the nights we stood in the alley outside of Studio and ran down to Pizza on Dubuque.
I looked at all the old Facebook messages that you sent me to come back soon. I have tons of pictures of you and I. I have all the memories in my heart! I finally cried today. I realized that I have lost not only a good friend, but a piece of my heart.

I miss you sooooo much!

XOXO,

Patricio!