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tuesday, a student at my school died.
this morning, xavier, who i sat next to in math class, also died.

we worked on math together sometimes. he seemed like a really nice guy. sometimes i saw him walking. i would have liked to hear about his life.

sometimes, i think you have to be that odd person who is crazy friendly and legitimately cares about everyone. i want to be that person. i want to chase these people down and befriend them- or at least, offer my friendship. my acquaintance. my Jesus.

it's crazy to think. just last week, we were sitting there, and i was falling asleep... and i didn't have a clue he was sick.

i want to care about every one.

loves.