"Wrist to wrist, we used to walk on this road in the afternoon after work when the orange sun is ready to set its place in the west. I still remember the scent of his body, the smell of his white cedarwood-musk collogne. His wrinkle smile, his cute laugh, his sweet voice, his giggle, every footstep of him, his unexplainable gaze, and what i like the most, his pout.... /sighs~ I MISS HIM SO MUCH"