R.I.P. Kimwee

R . I . P . Kimwee
25th September 2009


You've never failed to make me smile & cheer me up.
Remembering those times when I was down, you're always there for me.

Remembering that period of time when we're so close,
we can talk about anything, anytime under the moon.
We used to exchanged sorrows & returning each other words of encouragement.


I remembered the first time we went out for a movie together.
You came & fetch me from my house & we bus to Bishan.
After that, you even paid for my dinner at Pizza Hut.

I remembered how you used to complaint to me on going out alone for dinner instead of having home-cooked meals like me. So I cooked fried rice for you.
I know it doesn't taste that nice, but all you said was "It's nice. Thank you."

I remembered the times we're together at Mount Ophir.
That 'dirty' joke we used to share between each other.
The names we used to call each other.

I remembered we went to Popular together to choose colourful papers & envelopes
& you wrote letters to all your friends including me.
A letter that's full of encouragement & motivation.
A letter that ends with "I love you."


Now I am writing back a letter to you,
a letter of encouragement, a letter which says "Stay strong.".
A letter that also ends with "I love you."

Even up till now, up to the end, you still stayed strong.
To us, you still won the battle, you're our hero.




At the wake, I really felt so helpless. When he was gone, I wasn't even in Singapore.
Everyone except me get to see him for the last time.
But I didn't even know until the next day when I was in the ferry.
At the wake, I can't even chant or offer joss-sticks to pay respect to him.
Sigh, what kind of friend am I.


I've been at the wake every night. The last day for now.
It's really tiring for me especially now when I am unwell.
But as compared to him, I am such a weakling.


Today, which is the last day, at least I get to walk the lap with him.
Letting go is always the hardest, but I know all of us just got to do it.
All we can say is, rest in peace, in that whole new place.


I feel so tired now, after everything. Especially Baby & his friends.
They've stayed at the wake every night.
Today when I saw all his brothers carrying his coffin in,
it really touches me seeing what brotherhood really means.




Quoted from Fiona's Facebook:
"What a life to take, what a bond to break."
Such a good friend, such a good guy.






You'll always be remembered dearly ♥