I found this old black and white photograph.
Of a young handsome man.
Who died almost twenty years ago.
He looks so happy.
He looks so full of life.
Not aware of what is coming his way a few days later.
And suddenly i felt like i had known him.
The way he smiled.
He was only 21.
They buried him somewhere i do not know.
But his smile told me a lot.
His eyes shared a lot.
If only i had met him.
If only i had known him.
I could have known how he was like.
I could have felt his warmth.
He's the most beautiful dead man i have ever seen.
i walked myself to his gravestone.
It was old and musty.
His name was curved into it.
I did not know what i felt.
But there's something about this man that had touched me.
I still came back to visit his grave years after.
And one day i stopped coming back
I got married and now have kids.
Many years ago, when i was young....
I fell in love with this man...
This handsome young man...