is it too late to heal?

*when people die, they take a piece of us with them*
thursday

last night i found out that one of my friends from high school died over two years ago.. this kid mike loper.. seriously, he was one of the kindest, most warm-hearted people ihave ever met in my entire life.. its always the best people who die young. it wholly despressed me. i wanted to cry. im not friends with anyone from HS anymore except katie and jamie, and i had no way of knowing..... and i feel like a jerk bc i wold have wanted to go to his funeral.. and i would like to know how he died.. all i know is that he is dead and it happened in an accident.. i dont know if it was a car accident or a drinking accident or a drug accident.. seriously, i am everything i am today because of a moment in my life that happened in 1996.. that show i went to in may, the one where i met kurt and gerge and mike kinney... i went with jamie to see mike's band play.. he was like "gille, you should come out and see us at the funhouse" so i did.. and that night has made me who i am.. and i am deeply saddened..