I feel that dull pain, and then I cry. It's not the pain. It's the thought of the many others who have known, respected and loved. If I feel this ounce of pain, I can't start to imagine how painful it must be for them. That is the reason I cry.
I want to be selfish. I want those I love to be with me all my life...
Life, is truly so fragile.
It's true. The only way to love something is to realise that it might be lost.
