i dont want you to leave
im waiting for you to be back plsssss
god i beg you to let him return
why did you bring him away so sudden so unexpected that we cant even accept it
i couldnt help but cry over your death everyday for this past 3 weeks
grandpa why did you leave me hanging and torturing
i missed you in the morning when i would ask you to get out of the bathroom so that i could put my lens on
i missed the time when i loved to spread butter on your bread
i have a lot to say to you i ddint have the chance to say all of them and you left us
i dont know how to get on to my life
first time i felt so helpless with my life cos there's nothing i can do to bring you back
hate coming back home and not seeing you in the living room sleeping with the television on.
hate long bus rides now cos i tend to think a lot, think about the times when you're here making me cry so much that no one dares to sit beside me
hate bus route that always pass by the hospital
hate to cry cos it makes me so weak
how i hope you will still be in the hospital that i can feel your presence
even though you are always unconscious
who can give me the strength to get over this
i guess no amount of advices help im sucha ass that i couldnt get myself back after teachers/friends concern
god can you understand how im feeling now?
if yes, bring him back please i beg you
im waiting for you to be back plsssss
god i beg you to let him return
why did you bring him away so sudden so unexpected that we cant even accept it
i couldnt help but cry over your death everyday for this past 3 weeks
grandpa why did you leave me hanging and torturing
i missed you in the morning when i would ask you to get out of the bathroom so that i could put my lens on
i missed the time when i loved to spread butter on your bread
i have a lot to say to you i ddint have the chance to say all of them and you left us
i dont know how to get on to my life
first time i felt so helpless with my life cos there's nothing i can do to bring you back
hate coming back home and not seeing you in the living room sleeping with the television on.
hate long bus rides now cos i tend to think a lot, think about the times when you're here making me cry so much that no one dares to sit beside me
hate bus route that always pass by the hospital
hate to cry cos it makes me so weak
how i hope you will still be in the hospital that i can feel your presence
even though you are always unconscious
who can give me the strength to get over this
i guess no amount of advices help im sucha ass that i couldnt get myself back after teachers/friends concern
god can you understand how im feeling now?
if yes, bring him back please i beg you
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