r.i.p.

This great guy I have known for twelve years or so died last Thursday night. I went to the funeral on Saturday morning. He was 35 years old.
I thought about writing something close to an obituary but then I felt it was kind of pointless. While I was there, between all his friends who were crying their hearts out, I thought of him and some great jokes he had played on me during the time we were working at the same floor, at the same publishing company. I thought of my close friend Stephen who also died, even younger, aged 22. I thought of me and my choices in this life. And then I thought about the ones whom he left behind without an actual choice.
There is no use writing down all these thoughts. I can't see a reason why I should expose that on just another post. At the same time, I cannot seem to go on updating this blog. I mean, I know life still goes on no matter what, but... sometimes serious things happen. And no great movies or crap records or amusing night out's or whatever really seems to matter. I mean, what am I supposed to do? And, even worse, if I am still looking for an asnwer, can you even begin to imagine what his folks and his girlfriend and his close mates are going through?

Farewell big guy. You were loved. And you will be missed. A lot...


P.S. Thank u Niva for the Sad Wings Of Destiny hint...

total bliss

He asks “What are you doing the rest of your life?”

She smiles. She’s not exactly sure she gets it…

He insists, because he’s determined not to waste any more time: “Whatever it is that you plan on doing, would you like doing it with me?”

She blossoms.
She hugs him.

He pushes her tight up his body.
They kiss.

She doesn’t need to say “yes”. Her whole existence screams YES,YES,YES!!! As if there is no tomorrow. ..

Lucky for them, there is. And the first beams of light will find their bodies side by side.

care to join me?

My mind is a very dangerous neighborhood and I should not be walking around it.
At least not alone.
Enter at our own risk then…
Together, shall we?

sweet smell of true love

It’s very early in the morning.
I am on a bus.
I am overhearing the guy beside me…
I understand he’s leaving a message on an answering machine…

“Hey, it’s me. Just wanted to say how I love the smell of your body on me, now that I am on my way to work. Even better than the smell you leave on my pillows when you get out of my bed. Our bed… Have a nice day…”

And then he obviously hung up his cell phone. But just when I thought he was done, I heard him whispering to himself: “Actually, I like the smell of the whole world since I met you…”

I didn’t turn around to see how he was like.
But I know there is a lucky girl out there somewhere…