Two years is how long you left us. And every time I close my eyes, I wish I will see you when I open them. Come back, even as a shadow, even as a dream. Miss you.
In another time, in a happier place, we'll meet again.
Two years is how long you left us. And every time I close my eyes, I wish I will see you when I open them. Come back, even as a shadow, even as a dream. Miss you.
It has been almost 2 years but mummy is still struggling to think and talk about you in the past tense. Your death, it still doesn't make sense.
I wish I could give you a hug, touch your soft ears and tell you how much we miss and love you.
Happy 15th, my good good girl. My beloved #chocolateongang