Briggs Buck

In loving memory of my beloved Briggs Buck whose birthday is September 11, 1998.

I don’t remember falling in love with you, I just remember holding your hand and realizing how much it was going to hurt when I would have to let go.

Words cannot described how much I miss you. I miss your smile. I miss your laugh. I miss all those weird little nervous ticks you had. I miss falling asleep to the sound of your heartbeat. I miss the look you would give to me that made me wonder how I ever ended up with someone as special as you.

You were the only thing that kept the flowers in my lungs from dying. You gave me something no one else can. You taught me what love really is.

You left me, but the feelings are so ingrained in my core I will never forget you or the way you made me feel. Everything in this world reminds me of you. I hope you know you are the best thing that ever happened to me. You made me a better person. Although I don’t understand any of this, I have to at least be thankful you came into my life and gave me everything you did.

Happy 17th birthday, Briggsy. I’ll always love you.

Love,

Abby