“Kiss me when I cry! Bless me when I die!"

His friendster’s nick. Thoughts on Adam's death. Ex-classmate of mine.

He was on his way to JB and was speeding on his bike. Crashed into a taxi and lost his life. Being the youngest child in the family, I can imagine how sad his parents will be and the pain that his love ones are going through.

When someone leaves for another place…a better place...the ones who are left behind are the ones who suffer…suffering from the immense pain of the memories that would be kept with us forever…suffering from memories that we couldn’t recall at all before the incident took place, but never forgotten.

I just read your friendster. So many wishes and blessings after you left...

Rest in peace. Your friends miss you.