I can still remember how he talked, walked and how he’d explain the same sentence in our daily prayer every day. I talked to him yesterday. He seemed so alive. But when I wanted to go he suddenly started shaking.
“Please, do me one favour: Once I’m gone, don’t be sad. I’ll always be there for you. I’ll be your guardian angel.”
At first I thought he was saying it just so I’d know in time… but then I realized that he was being serious.
I started to cry.
I didn’t say anything.

Now I can’t change it anymore and it’s killing me.
Sometimes there just aren’t any second chances.