Nothing else but missing you all these days... Yusuf, well I'm here in your home.. at the living room...in front of the television... the place that we had so much joy and tears... the place that you and I playing together.. the TV that we've been watching together... yes...it all still here...your shoes...with size 1...it still here.. I don't know why..but I just don't feel want to put them in the room where all your stuffs had been put..
No best words to describe how it feels like when you were not here....it's kind of hurting when I have to hide my feeling from your mother so that she would not too sad missing you... sometime I feel like crying too... but.. it's not that I don't accept the destiny..it's not that I'm sad because you're gone...it's just... I miss you... your smiles..your cries...
Are you listening? Are you watching us here? I don't know... but I just know... that you know... we missing you...
I MISS YOU.....YUSUF RAZZIN..