Monday, May 30, 2011

Since you been gone

He passed away at 1.25pm on 23rd May, Last Monday.

I still can't accept the fact that you're no longer here with me baby.

Roven isn't you.

When I die, I hope to reunite with you. Together in the heaven.
Even if it is 20, 30 or 50 years later, baby, wait for me.

Do you know you're unlike any other, you'll always be my thunder.

I said, your eyes are the brightest of all the colours. I don't wanna ever love another. You'll always be my thunder. So bring on the rain and bring on the thunder.


Somewhere along that line.

Meet Roven.