roar #3

just felt like roaring abt my beloved friends... mali and dora.

time is NEVER a justified measure of the depth of friendship, for we have defeated it, and it can no longer be a instrument to calculate the strength of our bond..

for my two special girls,

thanks for the inspiration to even set this blog up... ;) thanks for all the times we have shared so far, all the meetings, outings, shoppings, laughs, giggles, quarrels, bullies, msn chats, etc etc.. here's a special poem out for you two, malindra and dora, my angels...

I'll be there,
When you feel lonely and frightened
When you need help with something
When you feel hopeless
I'll be there,
When you feel betrayed by someone you trusted
When you feel broken hearted
When you are in difficult times
I'll be there,
When you fall
When you need a hug
When you need some love
I'll be there,
No matter what happens
I'll be there.

hugs,
Rina

roar #2

someone spoke of your death, my dear friend, which is why i put your issue as the starting post... when someone spoke of your death, it brought me tears, and i remember how often we ran the sun down together with our talks... somewhere you have long been dust but your nighingales live on..

Though the Death World claws at everything, it will not touch them....

roar #1

my friend,

Atrial myxoma got you.. damn it.. you had beat it for 7 years, at least.. how did it come back? why all the pain again? and you - such a fighter, you fought me over and over with tears, word and promises.. you fought for me with honesty and the light so bright, it burst my heart. you're at peace now and finally no more battles, just light from within a flickering candle in the dark burns with you.