a farewell for a friend
first of all, rest in peace, brudda. gabriel, you'll always be the dude who plays the guitar with me whenever i felt lonely, and inspires me to delve deeper into this instrument.
i promise, mate, you will always be one of the first flashes that appears in my mind whenever i pick up my guitar.
i have faith in the Lord, that He will take care of you in your afterlife.
the first time i met you was in boy's brigade. i was 13 then.
i got to know you more through chow chong, a mutual friend between both of us.
upon knowing about your interest towards the guitar, i immediately started to talk to you more, hoping to learn more from you.
we did get to learn from each other, although the chances were few.
you were always the last one to leave school at times, playing the guitar with me.
i cherish those times, buddy.
now that you're gone, there's less one guitar enthusiast for me to talk to.
''I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me will live, even though he dies, and whoever lives and believes in me will never die.''
john 11:25
dude, wait for me up there. get your guitar ready =)
