buckets of tears just for you.
i promised myself not to cry.
i promised myself to see him happily for the last time.
but i couldnt do so.
forgive me for not being able to smile when seeing you.
forgive me for not being able to send you off tomorrow.
oh my dear boy.
there's so much things i have yet to tell you.
there's so much things i have yet to do with you and the section.
you didnt wait for the section t..
but you know what?
im really proud of you.
for everything you have done; especially fighting this battle.
i am and will always loving you.
your frail, cold and stiff body.
i could hardly recognize you.
i burst into tears everytime i look at you.
but i took the courage to touch you and even gave you a little shake,
hoping i would get some respond from you.
but it was all my imagination..
i couldnt bring myself to talk to you though..
i got loads of things to tell you,
but i guess what i really wanted to say is
"can you wake up? you are torturing me.".
i only want to remember the healthy egan,
not the egan lying coldly in there which i could hardly recognize just now.
lets keep all those unspoken words between you, my heart and i.
my boy, words can never express everything i want you to know.
i chose to put this photo of you,
cus its what i saw on that table..
