Tuesday, December 18, 2007
As days dragged on, I have yet to bring her to seek proper treatment. Her condition seems bleak. And so, I've prepared myself for the worst.
I'll always remember the times we shared. Traveling is our favourite pastime. We love getting lost in unknown alleys. Every architecture looks so beautiful and artistic through her eyes. She is incomparable and irreplaceable. No one can be on par with her. No one.

This is what I see through her. The joy and excitement that she brings are reduced to mere images and memories. And if she is gone, what is left of her is just an empty body without a soul, a cup of coffee without sugar and cream, a car without wheels, a lamp without a bulb, a phone without battery, a toilet cubicle without toilet paper...
And what's left of me is a wallet without any cash, not even a dime.
ok.. this is so dumb..
2:38 AM