Trilly was one of my best online friends. When I needed to talk to her, she was always there. E-mail or IM, she could make me feel better in an instant by joking with me a little, or teasing me about one of my stories.
I never met her in person, but I loved her dearly as a friend. I LOVE her dearly. She might have passed from this mortal coil, but I will always love her, and I will always believe that she is here with me, watching over my shoulder. For she lives in all of us now, inside our hearts, because we will never let her memory die. She will always come back to us in the strangest moments, when we remember something she said or did.
We had a running joke, Trilly and I. We both hate our real first names, so she would call me Rebecca, and I would call her Victoria. We'd both laugh and joke about it, and it continued right up until the last time she and I talked online.
For now, I'll stay in what can only be called denial, and I refuse to erase her e-mail address from my addressbook, and remove her from my buddylist. I can only hope that in time, dealing with this horrible trajedy will become easier.
I will never forget how wonderful Trilly was; even in her worst moments, she was truly a lovely person.
Trilly, I love you, and I will miss you. I will never intentionally say anything about you in the past tense, because you will always be with me.