I know. I know the messages I sent you on Facebook will never appear to be "seen" anymore.
I still couldn't believe it.
We have been through ups and downs, we fought, we quarreled, we hated each other, we cried, we did crazy things, we shopped together, we took selfies at the fitting rooms, we performed and sang together, we sang karaoke for 8 hours, we walked in the rain, we cooked together.. we have done so much more together. It's you that I learned to be more assertive and confident. You have always protected me like a sister, supported me when I acted like a coward, timid little rat.
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You have always wanted to be loved. All your life, you have always been seeking for a good guy, a good guy who is going to love you, protect you, treat you well, stop your tears, hold your hands and stay by your side till you are old, a good guy whom a great girl like you deserved.
"Grow old with someone I love" is the caption of the cover picture on your Facebook profile. Now tell me which one is harder - to find someone you love? Or to grow old?
I have asked myself 1000 times - why does it always rain the hardest on the people who deserves the sun? All you have wanted is Love, and all you have done your whole life is to love people. Maybe God loves you, just like how much we love you, you this lovely lovingly happy girl, so He decided to keep you by his side.
But God, would you please send her back to us? You have taken her away from us long enough it's time for her to come home. Please?
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My dear little Pearly, you might be too busy to read your Facebook and WhatsApp messages, but I will still keep you updated about my life. Have a sweet dream in heaven. You will be dearly missed and I will never. ever. ever. forget about all the memories that we have had together. Say Hi to me sometimes in my dream.
Till next time, X.
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