Robi Sundell

Dear Robi

Last time I saw you was outside of Sammy's. It was late, around 1:30 am, and you were suddenly there, unexpectedly. We'd been making plans but I kept having to cancel because of random stuff, so I was excited to see you.

I jumped on you and buried my face in your afro. You spun me around so fast I started falling off, and you went faster just to make me cling on more.

You said I had no idea how happy I made you. I said hello to your friends in the truck. I jumped on you again, for a second spin.

I scolded you for not fixing the tables in front of the store for the billionth time. You invited me somewhere, I can't remember where, but I had to sleep and I said next time for sure.

I texted you last night, I guess your Dad had your phone and asked if anyone knew me and could tell me what had happened.

Sam called about the accident and told me it was serious.
A mutual friend recognized my name from the text at the hospital and called me to tell me about the funeral.

I miss you. I love you.