Life, if you’re not having fun, you’re doing something wrong.
The light is on, but nobody is home.
I wish I could turn back time, so I could make you stay home that night. Then everything would be just fine, like the way it used to be. The way it wasn’t meant to be.
Patience is a virtue, they say, but I’m betting on uncertain outcome.
As optimistic as I could stay, I start to embracing the thought that your chapter in my life has ended. November 23rd, 2013 to be exact.
I miss you so much Bru. We shared a bond like no others. It was an instant click. I’m glad that you walked into my life - just never thought it’d end so quickly.
It’s still gonna be a while until you ‘come back’ and even then, I’m not sure if you’d be the same person I knew. Because Bru, I loved you. Every single bit of you.
His mercy, your life, my sanity.