During the darkest night,
You gave me your hand and pulled me out.
I was grateful.
Grateful that I do not have to live in my own pass anymore.
You shown me how bright the sun is.
How beautiful the rainbow is.
But
These moment wasn't long.
As winter come by,
Snow start falling,
Air around start turning chill,
The sun wasnt bright enough to warm me up.
I stay in a corner.
Rubbing my self, keeping myself warm
In the end I know that you aren't here anymore.
I don't know what should I do.
I am so numb.
I don have the courage anymore.
I am sorry I don't know what to do.
Confused,
Frederick Chan
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