I blame myself for couldn't be there.
And I still remember our brief encounter about a month ago. The dim sum, the hug, your smiles, and our promise that we'll watch your movie together soon after you've finished your projects.
I remember you asking me once on why I wouldn't make my own movie. I told you I have no story to tell. And you just laughed at my silly excuse. Everyone has a story to tell, you said.
And I know you still have plenty of lovely stories to touch our hearts. You are one of the best storytellers I know. Yet so little time, so much stories untold.
I'll come visit you with a bouquet of flower when I come back.
Thank you, sayang, for all the laughter and the tears, and the stories you shared with me. All of that will remain as one of the best memories I'd treasure forever.