They say our sojourn on earth has a purpose
What purpose has a man who was snatched away by the cold hands of death in his prime come to fulfil?
In fact what is the whole point of that purpose if it has yet to be accomplished?
How could there be a God when a being so charming and so steadfast die a death so lonely and so painful?
How does one come to terms with knowing that the person who was here today ceases to be here tomorrow?
That a person so loved and admired could be spoken of in the past rather than present?
That his phone will ring and go unanswered because life has departed his body
Or non-reply to emails because he has taken his final breathe?
How does one deal with the hurt of knowing that all desires, aspirations and dreams go with this person to his final resting place? Never to see the light of day.
I really am sad.
I haven't stopped thinking about you.
Your smile and the way you grind your teeth together when you speak.
You taught me to play the Nintendo Wii.
I was useless with video games before you came along
Dodo was your favorite food. You ate it everything from eba to bread.
You wouldn't drink or smoke and spent so much time in church.
Helping out and being a role model.
You were a true gem and you touched my heart in unquantifiable ways.
I never said I loved you but now I say it
I really love you T and I'll carry you in my heart always.
Rest in peace.
