may all your days be blessed

it happened a day before, body dropped like a ripen apple from the tree. blood spilled, pulse slowed down, body turned cold, a life lost.

my ex-classmate chose to end his life like this. was i familiar with him? nope. did i keep contact with him? nope, i seldom talked with him even we were classmate. but do i feel grief? yes, definitely, life slips in the air like falling leaves. if i was his friend, would he be saved? nope, i don't think so. cause in the end, we all save us by ourselves. so, all of my dear friends, i wish you all well, all very well. i will help what i can help, but i'm not a saviour (not one to myself too). be strong and may all your days be blessed, friends, my dear friends...