Some days I think. I think a lot about all the years I've been a VVHL. I think of all the times Tao was an inspiration, the times I laughed or smiled thanks to him, the times I cried because I could be of no help for him, the times I spent only caring about him, the times I didn't even have time to sleep but still managed to barely see his face and smile, the moment my heart throbbed deciding I'd be a VVHL for a limitless time, I think about all this and feel blessed to have him in my life, it's already been so long, 11 years as a bias (officially), 12 years of loving him, 8 years as a soloist (wow, it's been THIS long). My only sadness through this is that I'll probably will never be able to see him or attend his concert. Don't ask me why I'm writing this now (it's 5 a.m and it's not even THAT time of the year yet) because it happens, that I think like this, and that I cry like this.

Huang Zi Tao, I love you.

(min 2 marked my death, my heart went out of its place) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aFEsqaXwGAs&fbclid=IwAR1PESTbRasW--QSKw0tQq1OjQ3PlA08jmaginsCkhuZ5tvxvKnjyuQZyWo)