why.

One of my old childhood friends died in a car crash yesterday afternoon.


I don't know what to say. It's so hard to feel anything when you can't believe it's real. The worst part is, the last time I saw him, he still had a young face with innocent eyes. He was just beginning to live and was so sweetly ignorant to the pains of the world. Now, he has added to that pain. All we can do is mourn over how someone with so much potential couldn't even show it. It always makes you wonder how they would have turned out, and if you could have seen them just a little longer before they were gone, would you? Would you have wanted to stay with him, even if you knew you would never see him again? Or would it hurt worse? There seems to be no mercy left in this world, stealing the lives from the young. He was one of the better examples of people his age, yet the same common mistake cost him his death. It makes you dread the moment any one of your friends gets into that car and leaves. Thinking about it makes me feel guilty everytime I complain about how horrible my life is going, because at least I have the chance to make up for it and continue on. He never got the chance. It's these things that never make sense and it's times like these that you are slapped in the face by reality. You realize that you aren't always invincible to the chances of life. Everything becomes painfully real. He's gone.
Someone compared him to a supernova... and I suppose it is accurate. When you look into a telescope, supernova's are the first thing that catches your eye. They never last long, so you can only appreciate the beauty of it while it lasts. He shined so bright, but burned out quickly. And even when it's gone, people can still see its aftermath in the night sky... that area still glows.
In our hearts, he will always glow.

Cherish life. It is too precious to take for granted.

R.I.P. William Nathanial Peeler (6/1/1989-11/24/2005)