I'd learnt to envision. To paint my own dreams. To paint it vivid and clear. To include the details of my wants and more.
I'd been taught to treasure. To hold dear those little things in life.
I'd met new people. Amazing people. New friends to add to the ones I had had. But I had also lost one.
I believe she must have had a painting of her own. Just as happy. Just as clear. Just as vivid. Alas, it was not meant to be. And so we have today, the earth : minus one. One less smile, one less body, one less human, one less friend, one more tear. One too many tears.
Peace be upon you, friend.