Today I went for the wake of a schoolmate whom I barely exchanged ten sentences with..
Who would have known that 4 years after graduation, we will all meet at such an occasion?
This probably made many of us young dudes realise we really do take for granted the idea of having a whole life ahead.
Ironic how a loss makes one heavier.

I sat listening to his fight the past months.
I heard about his pain, his little joys and his thoughtfulness.
Perhaps when we are driven to a point we have nothing left to care for ourselves, we give selflessly whatever's left.

Time steals, and time relieves.
Hey, I hope you are somewhere beautiful.