Goodbye my dearest..

Sunday, July 25, 2004

He left at 4a.m. Leaving nothing but a hard and cold body. He's a great companion and always had him around when I'm feeling low and alone. Although all he did was being there, it's already more than I could ask for. Thanks for being there and listening to my troubles. I'm feeling low and sad, but I just couldn't shed any tears. It's just me. No idea y. Maybe I know that you wouldn't be happy if I shed any tears. Maybe you taught me how fragile life could be. Maybe I know you will still be there for me. Maybe you could be awake. Maybe.. ...maybe.. .....