I went to Reny's funeral.
Hardly anyone was there, I don't know where is family was. I wondered if he had a family, if he felt loved.
You know, that moment when you have to say goodbye to someone and the moments after you wish you could do it again. You just need to hold them one more time, here their voice one more time. To look into eyes and see their soul — one last time.
It hurt me the whole world wasn't there. He deserved the world.
I love him. And soon, we'll be together.
I think he would be happy to know that we will be able to hold hands very soon.
I told Reny before I left:
"Thank you for bringing me happiness"
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