After 1 year and 4 months...
We won and after that fight so much had happened, so much had changed, so many lives perished, lost and were sacrificed. And here I am standing in front of his grave. He was one of them who's life was taken unexpectedly, he was so young then. I hate the feeling of being left, kaya ngayon lang ulit ako dumalaw sa puntod nya. He was one of the best people I've met, yet he was taken away from me very fast na hindi man lang kami nagka-ayos.
What remains are just memories, engraved in our hearts. Kahit ano pa man ang nangyari, nangyayari at mangyayari sa hinaharap hindi na iyon mababago at mawawala. I felt my chest tightens with every memory with him that flashes in my head right now. How we met, how we bickered with each other and how we made up. The saddest part
