At His Grave

Welcome to this story of regret and death, the world is clumsy, every object is a childs doodle, they are filled with the most simple thoughts, and the mystery of death. We rush through life, rushing out to appointments, rushing out to errands, rushing out to a long trip, rushing to forget the people in the door. Suddenly one day found that I found that I would never see him again, I ignored all the signs that he was going to leave, ignored the information that life was passing. At this time, my...