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.