ACCEPTANCE Six years after he died, I got the courage to visit his grave for the first time. I wasn't able to attend his burial due to some conflict at work before. I didn't visit him for the past years because in my heart I couldn't accept he is GONE. He was someone so special to me, someone I could considered bestfriend though many mistook us as lover before (his actually inlove with one of my great buddy). He used to call me regardless of what hour just to talk about nonsense things. I been dreaming about him most of the time and in my dreams he was actually happy. That made me think that somehow, I need to accept that he is really gone for good😢😢. Still it pained thinking you sometimes, I know you are happy up there. Till we meet again BESTFRIEND!
No comments yet