Only minutes before I found out Aaliyah died 10 years ago, I’d told a friend that I had a strange feeling something bad was going to happen that night. It was just one of those rare moments when you just know something is really wrong. I just never imagined how tragic that something would be.
I’m still surprised at just how much Aaliyah’s death hurt me. Maybe it was the way she died, maybe because she was my favorite artist, maybe because she was so young (just one year younger than me). Perhaps it’s for all these reasons. I’m still not sure. But what I do know for certain is that I still miss her, and it still hurts.
