Us- breathing

Without ever think of the scene ..

Attended a funeral rites of my 22 years secondary friend who moseyed to another place due to illness 

A whispered to my own as a promised not to shed off tear in front her as others did.

The imbibed water seem help to diverge the focus on the table while listening to her love telling those past 

The moment seeing her mother fatigue face with teary smile ..
that seem to stimulate everyone tear .

Hmm that is the fragility of human life...
Tomorrow has never inform and tell the story .
The leaving one will never appear anymore but with memory left
To the living one ? an unfix answer ...
yet no matter how, the living one - Us
shall LOVE LIFE =)

 ps : take appreciation of breathing the air  now ~