In Peace

It started with a Facebook status. And then another. Obviously a death, but who? No name. Another, another, and another. #RIP, and no name. "Sweetie," this, "Brave soul," that.

On Twitter, grief spread amongst old friends. Obviously not a famous casualty. A friend of friends.

Then the name. One of those names that could be boy or girl, old or young, friend or foe. One of those names that could have have been half a dozen people she knew.

And then, realisation.

A first kiss of that kind. A first love... of that kind. And the last.

Years melted.

Tears.