Cameron Hyatt

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Wow. What to say, what to say… Well, First off, Cameron is an AMAZING person. He’s genuine, funny, smart, and an overall nice type of guy. He’s what most people would call a “typical nerd.” He’s someone that, at first glance, you wouldn’t think much of him—long hippie hair pulled back into a pony-tail, glasses, and towers over you, average clothes, just blending into the crowd. But when you really get to know him and become friends with him, that’s when you really start to notice this guy. He’ll pretty much do anything for his friends if it’s within his powers. He’s just a laid-back guy who enjoys the simple things in life, like chilling at his house playing the 360 with some friends while eating microwavable foods and drinking his favorite soda, Dr. Pepper. Anyways, I can go on, and on and on about his personality and what he likes to do, what he looks like, etc but that’s not what I’m here to say. I’m here to say how much he means to me. Ever since I met him during my freshman year of high school, we’ve been close. We dated, we loved, we hurt, we cried, we rejoiced, we got back together, we broke up, and we’re still close. We’ve been through a lot with each other, and he’s always been my support, my backbone. He’s always been there to catch me when I fell, and he’ll continue to do so in the future. I haven’t always been the...nicest…person to him and at times, I bet I was really trying his patience but through it all, he stuck right by my side. When I cried, he’d bawl, when I was hurting, he’d be in pain, when I was happy, he was eccentric. Hell, this boy knows a lot about me, enough to blackmail me! But I trust him not to and it’s a trust that has never been broken.
Cameron, I know our relationship now is just that of friends, but you will always have a special spot in my heart. I will never forget our memories and you are a dear friend to me, a best friend. We butt heads a lot but who doesn’t? We’ve always found a way to work things out. And with out you, who will eat sushi with me on the weekends during the lunch hour at Tokyo Steakhouse? Who else would help me fix my computer because I’m technically retarded? Anyways, I’m stopping here before this becomes a novel. Simply put, I love you, no matter what. I’ll always be here if you need me, just give me a call, or text. You’ll always be a dear friend to me, Cam. <3