K. Alonso

‘Tis better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all.

- Tennyson 

Thoughts, Thoughts, & Thoughts: City Lights

How amazing would it be. To be in the middle of the city. Surrounded by art, culture, music, food, history. To be surrounded by this. Any city. Los Angeles. San Francisco. Chicago. New York. Philly. To lose yourself in strangers. To fall in love with strangers. To feel completely alone. But to feel at home. At the very same time. The city. Where life is never dull.

Growing up, I had the habit of befriending everyone from all cliques. From the popular kids, jocks, cheerleaders, stoners, punkers, gangsters, etc. This is why I will never ever regret inserting myself in the group of kids who kicked the little hacky sack next to the office: I found out Jon passed away a few minutes ago. The gentle, soft-spoken, Asian boy with spikey hair that could pierce my skin. The boy who spent hours talking to me about his girl crushes and how he should approach them.

Once you leave high school, you think everyone’s invisible. That everyone’s going to be okay. So you move on with your life, make new friends, and forget about everyone in your past. And then you grow up and realize that people get into accidents and the unexpected happens.

Life is so unbelievably short, but I hope you lived it well, Jon. Rest in peace to the gentle, soft-spoken boy I once knew and will aways remember.