My knees touch the green grass as I kneel down. I removed the dry leaves from its tombstone. Its grave is good and close to the tree. A large tree blocks the sun’s rays.

A bit windy, compared to the day I visited. I looked around, there was no one else here but me. The silence is deafening. I looked back at his grave, I looked at the flower that was brought for him.

I sighed. It’s been a year after what happened to you. Can you believe that? I can’t. Everything went too fast. We didn’t even have a chance to make a lot of happy memories.

Even though...