He's gone.
I can't believe he's gone.
I'm heartbroken.
He was such a sweet, genuine, loving person.
I wish I could have gotten to know him better.
I only met him once. But right off the bat he welcomed me into their group with open arms. He made me feel like one of them. He made me feel like I belonged.
He sent me pictures of C when they were younger. He remembered me. He cared.
We drink out of the shot glasses he gave us in every city we visit. Every.single.one.
We were just talking about you yesterday, Spencer. And how wonderful you are. Were.
God, I miss you already. I've been crying all day.
C's a mess. I've never seen him so broken. I've never seen him so lost.
Why did you have to leave us so soon? Come back to us. We miss you.
Rest in peace, Spencer. Fly high. Give the angels hell.