People seldom stay through thick and thin. You did. Even when I whined about my puppy-love gone dog. I became accustomed to your presence. So much that I started feeling lonely around you. Don’t confuse accustomed for taken for granted. They say people come with a purpose in your life. Yours was just to be. It just made things more content, less bitter. Humans are forgetful. I forgot how you were there alongside since boyhood. Your support was tacit. Your flight is tomorrow morning. Early morning. And I will count infinite sheep before realising it's time. You flew away. 3000 kilometers away. I didn't look into your eyes a second longer because millions of neurons couldn't process and transmit the information that you will not be here anymore.