i miss u ...

as i was drinking ABC soup just now, i recalled sumting ....

i remembered wen u went for the second chemo, i cooked one big pot of ABC soup. u taste my ABC soup first and i asked u how is the taste? u said very nice.

so i got myself one bowl of ABC soup later on and tasted the potato and said "wei Ma, the potato isnt fully cooked yet".

u gave me the innocent look as though u doesnt want to hurt me wen i asked u how's d soup. its ok Ma, im still learning.

the very last time u tasted my soup was white raddish soup. u compliment on it. tat was the last time i cooked for u ...

cried again as i woke up tis morning tinking bout u ... i just miss u too much ... it hurt me so much wen i have to light u a josstick wenever i miss u. i don't wan to be this way, i wan face to face where u'll respon to me ... but again i noe it wont simply happen ...