....for him....

He is my friend. 

Dare I say one of my best friends?

When God took his mother, the very first thing I do after I confirmed the news, was cried. 

I don't even know about his family at all. 

But I cried, I cried and I just felt like I want to run, come to his side and hug him.

When I met him the next day, he was he. 

Smiling a little, throwing a joke. Trying too hard to look okay..... 

I don't know it's a good thing or not. 

What I know, I will always be there for him.

Be strong, my beloved.

Be strong, I will always stand by you.

Be strong, WE love you so much.