You were my best friend. My childhood friend, roommate, groomsman, brother, teammate, and everything else in between. It's been 3 days, and I'm still at a loss. You are too young to be gone. I want to text you, but I can't. I know life isn't fair, but you shouldn't be a cost of it. The thought of having to live out the rest of my life knowing you're not there is painful. Sports, life, cats, dogs, family, memes, documentaries, dumb rabbit hole stuff, and everything else in between we discussed is gone. I have lost so much in the last couple of years, and cancer has come in and taken the last bit of home I had left. I'm just lost... I don't know what I'm doing... Now I don't have you... I shouldn't have to bury a 38 year old man. Memories of our childhood are playing in my head. You were my best friend and always will be.