Another dear friend passed away this morning.
And just like some other people might have said, good times don't last long.
Good people will always go too fast, too soon.
I can't remember exactly when I stumbled upon his journal here in LJ, I guess it was sometime around last year when I was still in Tokyo. He's such a unique person.
When I found out at that time he was living in Yamanashi, I remember telling him things like, "OMG! You're a Japanese fan? I know Yamanashi, let's meet someday!" And we got excited talking about Fuji-Q Highland.
Even when we came to the same lives a few times, in the end the chance didn't come.
That day will really never come now, eh?
Someone said to me on twitter, sometimes once is just once, and I keep telling myself that as long as we are still alive there will always be another chance. Now it really has just dawned to me.
We will never know how long we can live.
So today I made a promise to myself to try grabbing every chance I see and make sure to let everyone that I love know that I love them. I will use every opportunity I have to meet and spend time with or talk to people that I care. Because then again, you will never know when you will go or when they will go.
Thank you,
chizurushin for reminding me this and I'm grateful to know you.
Rest in peace, and see? We all love you even though some of us might not have had the chance to tell you that before you left. I just want you to know. =')