Some things don't change, people change

Everyday when I walked to my block, I would always take a look at here. It reminds me of the time when J first slept on my lap. Maybe I kept giving myself false hope. I always hope that one day I would see her again right here waiting for me. Its been more than a year but she is still living in my heart. I am very clear that the day would never come no matter how long I wait, but I just won't give up the slightest hope.

I miss her everyday of my life, be it at work or at rest. If there's is anything I could do to bring her back, I won't hesitate to do so but there is nothing I can do at all.