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FAITHFUL
If love is great, then what I feel for you must be the greatest.
Thursday, April 30, 2009 @ 1:49 AM

Emotionally Breakdown.

Cried when I was halfway in class.
Yes, I thought of my Grandma,
And I was feeling so unwell today as well.

I remember..
I was crying non-stop on the way to hospital to see her for the last time,
When she's still feeling abit of warmth.
Then, the next day at her funeral...
I accompanied her throughout the last 7 days.
I took night shift to look after her coffin,
I slept beside her for the last day.

On that Saturday, 14th February 2009,
The moment I woke up,
I kept on crying during the prayers,
I stood there every min, right beside her coffin to see her.
I send her off,
And the last moment..
Can't help but I screamed.. I shouted..
The moment when she was pushed in to burn.
I can't forget every single moment.
It just seems like its yesterday...

Grandma, come to my dreams.
Let me see you, you know how much I misses you~
I want you back, you're the best, EVER!



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