I've been crying on and off ever since I found out today. Reliving my interactions with her. Replaying old conversations in my mind. Trying to find out what happened. It is... good to know what happened. It was hard to talk with her (for me). You never knew what would set her off. Sometimes those explosions were cute. Sometimes they were not. Yet... I did my best. Now I am kicking myself for not doing more. We knew each through games. We did not connect to each other outside of games. Whenever we were not in a game with each other, we lost contact. I was bad at keeping in touch with people. She was private... that is how it went. When I talked to her, I often felt silly. No... inadequate. Her intelligence, was... she was one of the most intelligent people I have ever interacted with.

Whenever both of us were in a game with each other... we reconnected pretty much instantly. Our friendship was back where we left off. Our arguments forgotten... Now, this will not happen. I loved her. I miss her.