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It was as if the rain was obliging to the solemn news I received from the other end. It was hard to shake off such a thing. It came out and clouded my mind, relentless. At that moment, whatever degree that connected us didn't matter.

I tried to stifle it but every bit of hasty desperation trying to hush my thoughts were no more than a mere floundered attempt. I couldn't care less about how monomers are hydrolyzed or what happens to the molecule structure of glyceride once is dehydrated. I was solely fixated on the news I got.

I can never fully grasp things like that, even though I've had a similar account happen to me.

I can never find the words, or rather find the courage to provide solace. Because i'd be a first-class hypocrite if I said "stay strong".

I can never see the end to grieving but I can assure you that you'll see the silver lining that'll come out of it.

Al-fatihah.