bias;

2015.09.13, when i still enjoying our laughs.

your old man wisdom, warmness and the beautiful sibling of yours.

do you remember?

everything used to be us, it ours.

but then, back then, i realised.

what does not simply put, but actually i need to know.

we are, indeed, different.

not the same kid we used to be.

your old man, your beautiful sibling and your kindness.

i always, always, thankful for that.

so i wish you, the best, the very best, until the end

a bunch of luck, and hug, if you need it.

good luck!