>>6581370(cont)
We both went to Uni in the fall, where she studied microbiology, and I studied mechanical engineering. We went to different schools, but were close enough to where we could visit eachother a few times a week. I transferred to her school in the spring semester of freshman year, and we got an apartment together that May.
We were together for about three years. We'd adventure all around the western US in our spare time. During our roadtrips, big or small, she'd pack an old novel to read and paint in (she literally painted in all of our books; either visualising content in the book or drawing our surroundings).
Again, she passed last February. It's difficult to put grief into words, even though I've had a year to settle and process. The hardest part for me, is that I was going to propose to her after her treatment was finished.
If you take anything from this story, let it be this: walk down that goddamn hill and talk to that girl. She's special.
Rest easy natgeo, and fuck cancer
