i think of you everyday. i figured it's because we didn't really have a closure. i didn't hear your last words, if any. i didn't see or visit you, for the last time. i didn't know much about you. i have never asked you about you, about me, about us. i don't know if we matter. i don't know what's your favourite food. i don't know much. i hate the way things ended like that. i don't look forward to your next birthday and the next Chinese New Year just because you won't be there. i wish I have done more...