4TH WEEK

The following days after the funeral, I slept in the living room. Part of me still believe that u are alive, and u'll sneak in through the front door in the late of night and laugh,telling me that all of this is but just a prank, an April's Fool prank. But it's not. It's not April, and u're not the kind of person that have such a sick sense of humour,and U'll never show up again. The pain is too real,and tears keep welling up my eyes. It's November, a month before Christmas, two month before the CNY,and the most important, it's a week before our birthday.U never left me when I need u,u never break your promise,but this is the first time u can't keep your promise,the frst time u didnt pick up the phone when i call u, and the first time u left me without saying goodbye,forever.I really miss u, I NEED U TO BE A PART OF MY LIFE BECAUSE I LOVE U.I never tell u this before, but i really meant it. I never want you to go away.I