I send my hopes and universal powers above hoping you feel nothing but the eternal forces of love.
That your tired soul may rest, for its eternal age letting all past pain of long gone days fade away.
For every soul that met yours, and looked eye to eye opened their souls and spilled their guts when they found out you died.
And I, distant as I seem hope that somewhere, somehow you are following your dreams.
May his young soul rest in peace
One of my childhood elementary friends (a boy who used to tease me over my curly hair actually) just died today of a drug overdose. It just so happens, that I saw him by mere coincidence yesterday walking down the street. Mere hours later he would be dead. Never to ever accidentally encounter that soul again life is so very very fragile