Who knows that one night,
Everything would be gone.
Who knows that one night,
Your beloved may visits the heaven.
Who knows that one traffic jam,
Would stop you from seeing, the last minute of her breathing.
Who knows that someone's death,
Would be as painful as burning yourself alive, to death.
She, who take care of us.
She, who always being there for us.
She, who leaves us behind,
Without a goodbye being said.
She, who walked up the stairs that lead to heaven and never come back down again.
People dies, but memories don't.
She, who will always be in my heart.
I miss her.