Actually, he will be buried tomorrow but i wont be there. I can't face this ritual. I've already said good bye even before the hospice volunteer told us how to say good bye. it came from the heart. I told him as he lay in a coma how much he meant to me as a friend, how he was always there for me and how happy we were all as young friends, partying, drinking, singing and dancing.
He was very good looking, with intensely blue eyes and Scandinavian blond hair, a fantastic sense of humor and and a good story teller.
Whether I am there or not, how can one say goodbye to a dear, dear friend? He'll always be there, around us, a part of infinite and of endless universe.
Be at peace.
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