I learned from you so much, unknowingly. Inspired by your writings, the way you pour your emotions and those sorted thoughts in your mind into words, the way your poems are flawless without the need of rhyme.
Don’t know how to put it into words, but there is something deep that has stayed with me all this time, something as simple as a friendship that I cherished, something as complex as an emotion never voiced.
Today is the day that took me back to reading, and I have read about your loss. And that has me thinking: how fragile is this life in ways we realize that there exists no such thing as control over time.
Read more on themindsjournal.com