The sharp stinging of the pain. The pain of heartbreak, loneliness, and loss. I mourn the death of you, my friend. I shall be brave as you were. I shall not shed tears of sadness but tears of joy. You are in a far better place than even imaginable. You may have gone, with the wind on an autumn day but my love for you will never leave, never parish. For me and you have a bond that shall be forever unbroken. This my friend is a bittersweet blend of love and loss. For my love for you will never be lost.