Thursday, June 19, 2008
Time flies. Was it true that people says, when someone pass away, time flies faster? Everything still seems so fresh and shaken whenever i think back of the call i received, the sms i saw one week back. Still as before, unbelieveable. Still as before, heartbreaking.
Clifton left us for more than a week already but yet all wounds are not fully recovered. I admit i will tear whenever i think back.
Whenever i hear ppl talking about the army guy that passed away in brunei, tears welled up along my eyes and i will walk away. Whenever i walk past the meeting point at airport during work, my heart ache and i will walk across with a faster pace.
Life moves on. Everything seems to resume back to normal after sunday. I smile at work, i had fun. But of course, deep down, i know my heart still aches over the loss of a close guy, a great friend. But like everyone says, we'll all move on strong together. We will pick ourselves up and move on. I am feeling much better already. Really.
One day, we'll look back and talk about him like always, but no longer with tears or sigh, but with smile. You are never gone, i know. You are always here, as fun and nonsensical, in our hearts. Thank you for teaching me alot of things. You make me understand certain things and decide on certain matters. Thank you, Clifton.
Dear clifton, i promise to pray for you when i go hong kong. I will bring you to the Big Buddha no matter how many steps i have to climb. Soar in wings in the better place where you were brought to, we'll all meet you there. And we'll hold our promised chalet over that. This time, you take over my role, you organise. I look forward to the day we all meet and fulfill our 08.08.08 promise again with you up there.
Live life to its fullest. Cherish all around you. This is something i will always live on with.
Clifton left us for more than a week already but yet all wounds are not fully recovered. I admit i will tear whenever i think back.
Whenever i hear ppl talking about the army guy that passed away in brunei, tears welled up along my eyes and i will walk away. Whenever i walk past the meeting point at airport during work, my heart ache and i will walk across with a faster pace.
Life moves on. Everything seems to resume back to normal after sunday. I smile at work, i had fun. But of course, deep down, i know my heart still aches over the loss of a close guy, a great friend. But like everyone says, we'll all move on strong together. We will pick ourselves up and move on. I am feeling much better already. Really.
One day, we'll look back and talk about him like always, but no longer with tears or sigh, but with smile. You are never gone, i know. You are always here, as fun and nonsensical, in our hearts. Thank you for teaching me alot of things. You make me understand certain things and decide on certain matters. Thank you, Clifton.
Dear clifton, i promise to pray for you when i go hong kong. I will bring you to the Big Buddha no matter how many steps i have to climb. Soar in wings in the better place where you were brought to, we'll all meet you there. And we'll hold our promised chalet over that. This time, you take over my role, you organise. I look forward to the day we all meet and fulfill our 08.08.08 promise again with you up there.
Live life to its fullest. Cherish all around you. This is something i will always live on with.
what we could have been, 9:31 PM.
