31 October 2011

In January, I left you behind for a concert in Taipei. The first time I bought a ticket to a pop concert, the first time I flew somewhere for a weekend for a frivolous reason, but you understood. And you said, hurry there. We celebrated your birthday before I left. In February, you fell ill on the first day of the Lunar New Year. We spent the rest of the holiday in the hospital. By the end of March, we were offered help and no longer hope. In April, you bode farewell before you got to see me on TV.

D woke up at 10/31/2011 11:54:00 PM [comment]

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