After the news that he was dead i didnt know what to do. I cried and cried untill i felt no আরো tears. But i still felt the pain. How could the one thing that i could প্রণয় so much, just slip away. The only positive was that he was in a better place now, were the pain would never hurt him. But i was still here, were the pain could hurt me. I couldnt take it anymore, it hurt so much.
Crying would never solve anything, I thought as i stood up from his grave and started walking towards the gates. The only way i would ever see him again was if i was dead. In heaven with him was all i ever wanted.