I Fell For My Friend

I remember meeting you a long time ago. Through friends of my adopted family. I was young, maybe 15 or so and of course I remember you were friendly and you hugged me and you were beautiful.
Fast forward how many years and I'm getting sober off cocaine and I am going to be pallbearer at my late aunties funeral. I ended up being late and I was with my older sister and I pulled up to the funeral hall and I felt something so I turned to my sister and said that someone in there was like me. It was you. It was always you. Even then I recognized you. And so because I felt you after I'd gone home I searched for you. And I found you on Facebook.
"Thanks for reaching out. Don't ever be afraid to use that voice." That's what you told me. I told you how your aura looked. From then on we talked all the time.
You even asked to meet up with me for breakfast when you passed through my province. We had Denny's and it was amazing. You were heading to the mountains and you texted me the whole time. And then suddenly...