Again

The first time that a friend dies is tough. Actually, every time a friend dies is tough. The moment you see their lifeless face in that casket, something inside you just breaks. You sit there reminiscing about the good times you both shared. Then you think of the fact that those good times are over. Afterwards you think that perhaps they are better off where they have gone, and you are comforted. Again is about this struggle of acceptance. -Daniel Pouse on Again