SOUL never grow OLD. It either grows BETTER or BITTER.
Let's learn to keep a memory in the best of our honest self that would at any time cause you not to say goodbye to a soul dearest to you.
Keep calm dear soul. Someday, we shall meet a day without an end where all patiently waited and strive for will await us. You shall no longer be heckled in the course of your unfiltered loving self, because all the love you've shown in chivalrous, will ungovernably come to you.
If there is a choice to make, a path to stride, a purpose to delineate, an ambition to hunt, a dream to fight for, goal to die for, mission to agree to, life to live, responsibility to engage on, destiny to pray for, a future to give your All, LET IT BE FOR THE DOLES OF HUMANITY.