Grandpa passed away today. It's the worst fact in the world.
The best grandfather in the world who used to bring me out for evening walks and buy me Malties is gone.
and will never come back again.
and he didn't fulfill his wish of visiting China once more. I feel very very guilty. I just saw him last night and now he's gone. My last words to him was, "I won't be back until next week, so you must take care of yourself ok? Then we can celebrate Chinese New Year together."
but everything's vanished now. I feel so lost already. the funeral's just going to be held tomorrow at a church. i don't think i'll be able to control my emotions there.
lost and never found =/