I went to the funeral of a friend's brother this past weekend. Sadly, I really didn't know him that well, but funerals do have a way of making you realize how hard it is to say goodbye to someone you care about forever. There's a great South Park episode, "Tweek vs. Craig,"where the shop teacher mourns the death of his love and how he was never able to say goodbye to her. At the end, her ghost explains that saying goodbye doesn't matter, because even if you never got to properly say it, the other person always knew how you felt, and that's what's important. (And that was a run-on sentence!) So even though it may hurt you terribly and you may love and miss someone, you should just be glad they knew how you felt. What makes it worse is that there's always conflicting feelings: sometimes people are happy, sometimes they're sad, sometimes they hurt, sometimes they feel proud, sometimes they feel like shit. But through it all you loved your friends and thought that no matter what, they were the best people in the world and your life was so much better for having known them. The important thing is to realize that they knew. Maybe they had to read between the lines, but they knew.