What happened to her, Khai?
Is she alive, is she amongst angels?
Which was the reason why
she chose a road so dangerous?
I know, she did it for the sake of me.
I’m the vision in her dreams
and her only wish was to set me free,
if again I could make her beam.
But I can’t sleep, dear Khai,
The tears ooze out of my eye;
Sometimes I really wonder why
She did so much for me to be free?
This is a poem my best friend wrote; I just made a few corrections and had the rights to use it. I dedicate this one to her, for it is originally her idea.