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Losing aiden feels like losing a part of myself. We met in third grade and started to hang out daily, once he moved across the street. From rollerblading around the neighborhood to our teenage shenanigans, aiden quickly became my best friend. He was quick witted and you never knew what to expect of him, which is what I loved most. Aiden was always the most genuine/understanding person and could put a smile on your face just by walking into the room.
Throughout the 9 years of being best friends with aiden I could never settle with a favorite moment. The adventures with Aiden were always something different which made for a different story each and everyday. When Aiden and I were younger we would rollerblade and often find ourselves in troubling situations. A memory I am constantly reminded of is when I told Aiden I was interested in getting a motorcycle, and then he got one a few weeks later. With my parents being adamant about waiting until i’m 18 to get one, I was so anxious to ride with him. every time we would see two motorcycles together we would say, “that’s gonna be us!”, now all I can think about is how that could have been us. There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think about the memories we shared, what my current life would be like with him or the Aidenisms that were unique to him. No words could express the amount of love I have for him, I miss him so much, I am living for aiden.
“If I had a flower every time I thought of you, I could walk in my garden forever.”
-Alfred Lord Tennyson
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