I can sense that your presence is missing.
Quite like the days you were away in hospital.
But I know, you won't be back, forever.
Whenever I past your room, I would look into the direction where you used to be, now an empty bed.
When I go out, I don't get someone who waves me goodbye - with the anticipation of me returning home early, safe and sound.
The person who feels heartache when I shed a tear and always siding, giving in to me.
Ah gong.
I miss you.
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Now, everything I hear, isn't what I perceived them to be..
I am confused. =/
