You're friends. You share recipes, you ask "which dress?" and talk about your favorite shows and gossip about your other friends.
You're friends. Sometimes you get drunk together, sometimes you share a meal. Sometimes you're lucky enough to do this in person, because you only talk over the internet, where you met.
And when you go, you're really gone. You're a hole in my life, you're a friend I'll never meet, and one I'll never forget.
I lost a friend today. We used to have long talks about boys and clothes, and she always tsk-tsk'd me for buying cheap bras. She had an awesome dog and a wonderful boyfriend. I was so happy about them ending up together. She seemed so much happier. You could see it in her eyes.
I lost a friend today. So did a lot of other friends, some I've met and some I haven't. And the grief isn't imaginary. The loss of a warm, caring, brilliant person on the planet isn't imaginary.
I'm speechless, and sobbing, and I miss my friend.
Rest peacefully, Xian. You were loved, and you will be sorely missed.