I recently lost my best friend to cancer, which he's been fighting for the last two years. He's been a close friend of mine for 15 years since university. I never thought I'd lose him, I've been with him by his side from the day he was diagnosed with cancer, throughout the treatment, and I always had the hope that he will fully recover and move on with his life, and we will be always together. But unfortunately, he did not make it. Instead, he left me with all these good memories that we had for the last 15 years that I will always remember and cherish. I always thought I had more time to be with him and more time to love him, but I know that love knows no bounds and that gives me some relief in those days I miss him.