Hassan-

I, sometimes have no words to describe how much I miss you. Sometimes, I feel that there are no feelings left to be felt in the world, that you have taken them all with you. I believe I can never again feel as broken as I did when you left us. Never again, will I feel the happiness of holding you, or playing with you in the pool while Ibrahim flaunted his swimming abilities. Never again will I watch you squint with laughter and make all my worries melt away. Never again.

Sometimes I like to believe you visit me. And that you sit with me when life has been unfair. You never speak. Your words are your presence, and mine lose meaning in their midst. We both play, like before, carelessly for hours, and then you tire - and sleep. Like toys we had been joined together, and then like toys, just like that, we were broken.

Your picture hangs on a dull whitewashed wall in some far away country. I watch it and dream my dreams. You are inspiration. I love you.