Dearly Departed

Somehow, I can't grieve. It seems clearer with every death, every loss, that I can't find it in myself to pour over them.

It's not that I don't care, I do. In fact, I try my best to mourn each and every time, to remember what I'd lost. But no matter what I do, I seems, I can't help but to greet loss with a straight face.

Maybe it's because I've never been close to anything or anyone or that I've been prepared every single time...maybe I don't even have a proper concept of loss to begin with.

Whatever it is, I hope, when I do feel grief, it would not be too much for me.





"Praying for pure love, you venerate delusion based in hate."






Listening to - All the Fools Sailed Away, Dio.