You were the silly freshman who went on and on about your crush as we walked through campus together, your eyes beaming and your feet practically skipping.
In English class, you wrote about first time shaving, sharing with us your awkward teenage years, striking a familiar cord in all.
You always asked too many questions in genetics class, even when everyone else is falling asleep.
During final exam week, you could not pull yourself away from facebook, you must procrastinate just as much as everyone else.
You wondered if you were too accepting of everything, lacking true beliefs. I wish I could have told you, your passions brought you closer to the truth than anyone I know. The conversation was unfinished, you should have stayed.
Every time I think of you, Eve, I want to smile a little harder, understand a little more, and love a little deeper. Your presence was larger than this life, your imperfections only made you more endearing. Where mortality ends, immortality begins. Your inspirations will stay.
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