Sometimes all we have are words

what a funky day.
I don't feel I have the right to write this. that she mattered so much to so many other people, other than me. an activist, a leader, a force, a best-friend, a niece, a wife, a love.
& to those people who she mattered the most,  your strength is immeasurable .

"at 29 we're selfish"
i couldn't agree more. we look out for ourselves, many of us are just coming into finding out who we are & what we want to be, but while so many are doing that, you were out saving the world, literally. Whether it was one boob or vagina at a time.You knew what you wanted to do, where you wanted to be. You knew who YOU were. You were self-LESS. & you were so damn nonchalant about it too.

you've brought so many people together. a lot of new friendships were made & even more were reaffirmed. all b/c we loved one amazing girl.

i don't know what it means the fact that i can visit you with ease, when before, i never set foot into one of those places.  

your FB page has become straight up internet therapy. tagged pictures, messages, songs, notes, memories, anything & everything in hopes that somewhere , up there, there's WiFi & a really good coffee shop.

you helped so many people & you continue to impact people's lives, even now. i think you've given so many of us a reality check. forced many of us to grow up & look at our lives & reevaluate whats important.
& for that, we'll always be thankful.
you are missed. everyday. by so many.
& b/c of that you'll never be truly gone, b/c we all loved you so much.