Where the breeze was wafting, no more it is. The floor on which contentment danced is empty now. What was once complete, is defective again. Replaced those are now by a myriad of beautiful memories, a crunching pain that continues to fill the void to bursting point, the thirst that forever will now continue unquenched and unanswered questions. Yet, life must go on until fate decides its end. Allaah has your soul and in His Mercy, I have your memories. How helpless man is, in the face of His power! .. I must go on..
Go on for the loved and loving.