Quentin Fields was a basketball player.
he was also a son,
a brother,
somebody's team mate,
and somebody's friend.
I never knew Quentin Fields,
I guess now I never will.
Grieve is like the ocean,
its deep, dark and bigger than all of us.
And pain is like a thief in the night,
quiet, persistent, unfair,
diminished by time, fate and love.
I didn't know Quetin Fields,
but I'm jealous of him,
because I see how his absence has affected the people who did know him.
So I know that he mattered to them and I know that he was loved.
People say Quentin Fields was
a great basketball player.
Graceful, fluid, inspiring.
They say on a good night it almost seemed as though he could fly
...and now he can.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
One Tree Hill ending
The ending of the last episode of OTH was so sad. I mentioned this on Monday night's post. Anyhow, I found the voiceover of the ending and thought I'd share.
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