Mourning

Tuesday Morning, here I am sitting on my bed and mourning. I feel bad losing a very special friend my best buddy. He outgrow me, I have free him. Also I have to move on. However, here I am thinking the past. Recapturing the moment when he always call me because he is upset and talking about his love life lolz…. .. why should I think of that…I not his mother. Well, I need to accept the reality that people come and people go. The truths hurt! Chills!!!... Now, I’m borderline person.