here's sth i'd like to share.

When i was younger, i had someone else who looked after me, like a nanny, but she was also like a mother figure to me. Her late son, was also my childhood friend, playmate, among everything else. the bond we shared was very deep, despite the fact that we were young back then. I still remember how my mum liked to ask him if he liked me, and he said, yes, he wants to marry me. hahas, kids. i was young, had no idea what leukemia was, didn't know he'd be gone far too soon.. i still remembered, how he was starting to look pale, and weak. soon, i kept seeing lesser and lesser of him. by the time i could finally get to see him in hospital, he was in ICU, and so i could only catch a glimpse of him from outside. His mum said to mine, probably he was aware i was outside, and so as he laid down, he teared. Right after we left, he also passed on.

Yesterday, she passed on, having battled with cancer. The last time i saw her was a year ago. Though I didn't reach in time to attend the burial, my mum comforted me saying at least she saw you last year, all grown up and healthy.

it seems like we've lost contact all these years, but there was always this invisible bond that binds us.