Just visited darling's blog and saw her post on "when losing someone, the person tends to regret". Yea, you're right. I thought of you again.

I was all alone in the lift when I got home earlier on. It was that lift. Memories just flood back. And I cried. I walked back to my room after I had my shower. I looked into your room. It was dark. That sight's back, again. I'm sorry, but I'm still as terrified as before.

I've accepted the fact that you're no longer here. However, I still can't seem to get over what happened.

I miss you loads. =(

人，总是在失去后才懂得珍惜。
Why must it always be like this?

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