I can still remember the last time we talked, I wan waiting for the tricycle to bring me in the farm. You offered yours and brought me there. I can still feel the sincerity of your words. I can still remember how much you are proud of me. I can still remember how happy you are for my personal achievement and relationship. One thing, sorry Tito, I lied. I never said I was broken. I just do not want other people to know. I never know that will be our last time to talk and see each other. I'll miss you and even the smallest kindness you have for us. I cried now that we brought you in your real home, in God's arms. People will definitely miss you.
I pray in God's lovely and merciful hands, he will save his soul and take good care of him. May Tito Arthur rest in peace.
