he left.

He left.
He left us behind.
He's a good friend, good classmate, good neighbour and also a good brother.
I never been to Nirvana Memorial Hall before. Never.
I didn't expect to go.
But the first time i go, it's because of him.
I never want this to happen.
I still remember his laughter, his advise and everything of him.
But now, I don't have a chance to listen his voice anymore.
His image will not fade away in my mind.
Life is unfair.
Life is unpredicatble.
Life is like a brief candle.
But I know he can live better in the other place.
At least he doesn't need to suffer anymore.
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[1994-2009]
R.I.P, my friend.

2009 is not a very good year.