Don't Fall In Love!

Chapter 12: An Advice From The Afterlife

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I know that I have told you of how close I was with Wilson. Since we were a child, we could consider ourselves 'partners in crime.' Our parents knew each other and how we felt for each other. But that was the past. We grew apart and we never knew why. But despite the fact that we did, there's still a faint spark in my heart for Wilson. First love never dies, I guess.

But I guess that's just ironic...

Wilson was my first love and then he passed away, I thought he never dies... 

I really tried my best to cheer myself up.

But why would I?

Why would I try to cheer myself in my close friend's funeral?

The time was rushing.

The guests have all arrived and Wilson's parents already gave their speech for their beloved son.

Garren couldn't keep the tears from running.

I understand him.

You couldn't blame a man for crying for his close friend.

All those things that you assumed to do with him were turned impossible. Those crazy moments with him were remained memories. He knew that he couldn't have a connection with him ever again. He knew he couldn't hear his friend's laugh for one last time.

How did I know?

Because I felt all of those at that very moment.

Just look at the situation.

A person who used to play with you since you were a child is now in front of you; lying in his white, neat coffin; dead and breathless.

Garren leaned back to his chair as he looked at the coffin.

He sighed.

"I never knew he'd go away so soon." His voice were shaking. Trying not to cry much more.

"It was his time, I guess..."

"Why this soon? He still had all sorts of dreams hanging up in his heart. Waiting for it to be accomplished." He sounded like he was blaming the heaven.

"Those dreams will be accomplished to where he is now. He'll get married and do all sorts of things." I sighed.

Garren sobbed lightly. 

"I just wished they waited for us to be prepared." 

I smiled. "So, will you ever be prepared to attend Wilson's funeral?"

He nodded. "Why do you think I am here now?"

"Exactly. You're here because you're now prepared. And the heaven knew it-"

"I was referring for both of us."

I gave a confused look. "What do you mean?"

"I know you're not yet prepared for this. You guys had some tough, strong times together. I know it'll be hard for you to accept that he's gone. And I'm not yet prepared to hear your heartbreaks and see you broken."

And I'm not yet prepared to hear your heartbreaks and see you broken.

And I'm not yet prepared to hear your heartbreaks and see you broken.

Those words echoed in my ears like someone yodeling in the mountains.

Is he worried.... about me?

I starred at his face.