You can sit and ask yourself, what comes after the end? you can go ahead and ask everyone around you and no one will ever tell you. You lose a friend, what then? You can think everything is right in the world, then suddenly everything shatters and it looks like it's the end. But it is not. Days keep coming and going and the pain does not end with it, the suffering does not go away, does not shatter into pieces like you want it to. The end was nothing but rough start for something new, wasn't it? Every single time you wished for the end of something to be the end of everything, life rarely decided to do it your way. And now, and then, you sit and wonder, what comes after the end?
After the end comes the opportunity to heal.
The chirp of birds were the only sound that broke the silence o
