Gong gong, it hurts that you have left. It hurts that I'll never get to even know you a little more. It hurts that I did not get to see you a last time. So amidst the tribulations I face, I'll be with you in spirit. I'll always keep the memories of you sneaking me to the phone to give my mum calls; the memories of you taking me to my mum's office to see her; of you taking me to macdonalds and making me a fat kid. I'll always remember you fondly, and will never perceive you by the person others make you out to be. May God always bless you and those whom you have loved. May God lift away your suffering and pain, and let you rest eternally in the arms of angels. May God give you the love no other human or family could ever give. May God accept the prayers of those who care. May God's grace and mercy be showered unto you.

Gong gong, I'd hope to be worthy of telling you that I love you, despite the times and memories we have missed out. I'm sorry for not being there, for not being insistent on finding you and seeing you. I'm sorry you left without me by your side to comfort you and tell you stories about our wonderful Jesus.

Rest in peace, Gong Gong. I love you.