I don’t know

I don't know where you are right now. I don't know if you feel fear or peace, or if you arrived there sad and miss us, or maybe you are happy with other inhabitants of the heaven. I also don't know if you create art or drown in words and images.
Honestly, I know almost nothing. I can only remember a few of our meetings, the messages we sent, I can remember all our smiles, moments of laughter, serious conversations about life and leaving. You are the most beautiful memory, even the emptiness in my heart is only symbolic.

Now - some words from my head just after …. I don't use Facebook every day. I didn't get here to learn about you. I enjoyed the summer, not knowing that you were actually sending me every ray of gracious sunshine …

My dearest Sis, my wonderful soul of all art and poetry, my dearest friend. Whenever we met, we always received from you peace, joy, and a certain curiosity about the face of this world.

I can't find any words to thank you, to describe how I feel and how much I ache right now. My heart has broken.

R.I.P Rachel Love. And thanks.

Tom