by Angy Tse

Dear PP,

I still remember vividly how it happened. I burst into tears the moment you let go of my hands.  I couldn’t help crying until you came back for me. I missed you, for even just a couple of hours. That was the first time that you’ve left me in my life.  It’s my first day in school when I was 3.

Then, some years ago, I nearly ran out of tears the moment I let go of your hands. I didn’t know how to accept the fact that you wouldn’t come back again. That was the  last time that I’ve seen you in my life. My heart was broken.

PP, I miss you so bad…so bad that sometimes it hurts. I’m waiting for the day that we will meet again. Until then, RIP.