I've been sitting here, staring blankly at this page for quite some time now, trying to find the right words to type. I don't even know where to start with the memories, there's way too many. Cameron, Eric, and I were like the 3 muskateers last summer, always together. I remember when Ms. Bieberle used to walk in, see me sitting in the living room, and ask me, "Don't you ever go home?". She always had a welcoming smile on her face, and I always felt at ease when I was over at the Bieberle house hanging out with everyone.
Cameron never failed to make me smile. He was always there for me when I needed a friend, someone to talk to, and he was always the first to step up and help someone out. Speaking of helping out, last year, Cameron had used my cell phone to call someone, and it had stopped working. I told him that it was no problem, I'd just go to the phone store the following day. He smiled and simply refused, and he pretty much threw me into the passenger seat of his car. We drove around town an hour or so, in the pouring rain, trying to find a Cingular store that was open, just so that I could get my phone looked at. Turned out, I just needed a new SIM card, and we both laughed once we found out that the problem wasn't even caused by either of us. Cameon will always be with me in my heart, and my compassion towards him will never cease. He was one of the few that I trusted, and I miss him more and more each day. I still have a jacket of his that he let me borrow, and I wear it all of the time in remembrance of him. This may sound a little "overrated", but having an item of his to my own helps me cope, it makes me realize that he might be gone, but his spirit will always remain, and I can't wait to meet him again some day. It gets hard sometimes, when I think about him, but I know that he's in a much better place now. I love you Cameron, I'll see you at the crossroads <3.
"If tears could build a stairway, and memories, a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again."
If Roses grow in Heaven
Lord, please pick a bunch for me.
Place them in my dear friend's arms
and tell him they're from me.
Tell him that I love and miss him,
and when he turns to smile,
embrace him in your arms
and hold him for awhile.
Because remembering him is easy,
I do it every day,
but there's an ache within my heart
that will never go away.