It is already Dec 1st.
I can’t believe that time passes so fast.
Three more days and it’s Dec 4.
It will then be six years.

We’d been through sweetness and bitterness together since we were born.
And for the past six years, he is absent.
For six years, there were more bitterness than sweetness.
In myself, and in my family.

Six years…
of no Chinese New Year together
of no school together,
of flooded tears in our family.

somepeople know
somepeople don’t.
but it doesnt really matter.
because it doesnt make any changes.

How magical tears can be
that is, it can never stop flowing,
it can never stop producing
How I wish it can stop.

How will my parents go through December 4?
How will my brother go through December 4?
How will I?
I dont know, but I am sure it will not be a happy one.

Christmas, Newyear,
those are the two occasion when we were happy together with friends.
But now, not anymore.
Now, I can only cry alone on December

I wish I can dissapear,
just like him,
no more suffering to go through,
and just sleep forever

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