expresso

He didn’t leave very much any legacy of any sort. Just many memories and much unfulfilled potential.

He played the guitar and loved to sing. His taste of music was admirable for me.
He also loved to draw.
He’s also a good movie critique, albeit annoying at times with his spoilers.

He was passionate about things and was a dreamer in many ways.

But for some reasons. Maybe pressure. Maybe lack of guidance or inspiration, almost nth came out of this passion(s).

There are many ‘what if’s.

Passions can build relationships. And many relationships could have been strengthened.

There are regrets so I write this post. Things happened for a purpose. And I define that purpose myself. I will built from that ‘so called legacy of any sort.