I cannot do better than that thousands of other tributes out there, for each is spot on.
But I cannot fill the hole that now exists in my heart and soul, a hole I never expected or can explain.
I never met you.
I never had the opportunity to see you on stage whaling on your kit with infectious energy or belting out your favorite Queen songs with passion and sheer joy.
And I never expected to feel this gutted and empty after we’ve lost you.
The value of a single life cannot be weighed, cannot be summed up in succinct numbers or data or percentages.
The value of a single life, however, can be felt in my heart and in my soul, through its presence and through its absence.
We’re all better off because your feet walked our earth at the same time as ours, but now, we’re all left with a hole inside us that will remain Everlong.
I don’t know what else to say, except this:
Thank you, Taylor.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
With love and gratitude,
“A Hole for Everlong” was posted on jillocone.com on March 27, 2022. Views and opinions expressed in this post are solely those of the writer, who was not endorsed or compensated in any manner by any entity; views do not represent any of my employers. Copyright 2022, Jill Ocone. All rights reserved.