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#121
17-04-2014, 06:21 PM
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Dawn was fast asleep on her bed when we arrived home.
Dawn: Nothing beats home dear. She said as she slept. Her dad said hello before he went to his room. Me: Dear, I'm going back to my studio for a while yeah? She nodded as she turned to the side. I stood outside my house, and cleared a lot of my mails. Now I could feel my heart racing. Not a good sign. And the doctor's words came to mind. As I walked towards my creations, I took out the last piece of paper as I wrote. The surroundings suddenly became a blur. My head was swirling. I placed my hands on the table, trying to get a hold of myself. I closed my eyes, and prayed for this to be over. It seemed that the world was spinning rapidly as though I was in a small raft, caught on top of a turbulent wave. In a matter of 15 mins, everything was back to normal. And the symptoms stopped. It took me a while to adapt back to the light. I continued my writings for the art piece despite some smudges. But the smudges gives the descriptions more depth and graphically more beautiful. I was getting the hang of it and visuals flooded my mind, writing vivid expressions as I smiled. I sealed the envelope. And placed it on the sculpture. And looked at the collections. I started to record the descriptions of each piece, ready for the exhibit. I stretched. Took one last look of my masterpieces and left. I got a message from my doctor. And I replied "Sure." I looked at my phone, seeing our selfies. Before that, I texted Snow. Me: Free to meet up? Coffeecans Reads http://sbf.directory/showthread.php?t=345351 
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#122
17-04-2014, 06:55 PM
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Snow was shocked by my message and she immediately replied yes.
I met her for coffee near her place, asking how she was and what she was doing. A casual chat with her seemed nice and an hour slipped without knowing. She told me that she was starting a small business now. I gave her words of encouragement as I patted her shoulders. I waved goodbye to her and I boarded the taxi home. Called Dawn if she wanted anything and she replied dessert. Me: How you feeling dear? Dawn: Better. Thanks dear. Me: Your favorite cheng tng. Dawn: You are the best. I fed her as she enjoyed the sweetness of the soup. Me: Dear? I got a piece of good news for you. Dawn: What is it? Me: I'm selected for to give a talk for an award show, happening in three days time. But I will be there for at least 2 weeks plus. Dawn: Go dear. It's good exposure for you. I will take care of the business. Don't worry about work and me. Me: You are the best dear. I'm going to the shower first. I hugged her and wore a smile. The moment I closed the doors, I knelt down and cried softly. For I was not even sure it was the correct thing to do. For now I could just spend the three full days with her. I came out of the shower room. Dawn: You took longer than usual. You ok? Me: I was thinking. I decided to spend the full three days with you before I leave. Can I request you not to send me off? Else I will feel very sad. She hit me gently. Dawn: Ok. But you must give me a call when you arrive. Don't call me too often, it's expensive. Me: I'll try ok? We cuddled and slept. But I could not sleep. I took my luggage and waved goodbye to Dawn. I embraced her for a while and I kissed her. Dawn: What's wrong dear, why are you hugging me as though it's the last? Me: I will miss you dear. Dawn: I love you. I tried hard not to look back. Holding my tears. Waved and boarded the cab. I placed the luggage outside the room as I knocked on the door. Me (takes a deep breath): I'm ready doc. He patted my shoulders as he brought me through what I was to go through. I signed the papers as I took another breath. Doc: It's not going to be easy Max. And I can't guarantee… I stopped him abruptly: Go ahead. I know. I swallowed my saliva as I went into the white room. I closed my eyes as he prepared the first dose… In my eyes I envisioned myself happily spending good times with Dawn. The first dose came and I could feel my body break. I grind my teeth. My strength was slowly drained away. My heart thumping furiously. My eyes were tearing. Then, I spat out blood and lost consciousness. Dawn suddenly woke up from her sleep. And she was sweating profusely. There was a sense of helplessness. And the first one she thought about. Was me. Coffeecans Reads http://sbf.directory/showthread.php?t=345351
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#123
18-04-2014, 12:34 PM
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I did not know how long I was unconscious. The moment I came to I tried to text Dawn that I have safely reached my 'destination'.
Me: I've reached dear. Dawn: That's good to hear. You need to take care of yourself ok? Me: Yes dear. I'm tired. Text you later. Dawn: Sure dear. Love you. I did not know that the treatment could drain out so much of my strength. My hands were shivering. I could feel my legs shaking. Felt that half my strength were gone. And there were lots of fallen hair. The doctor came and told me about the treatments. But his eyes did not give me the signs of assurance. I was to be there for more treatments and observations. I texted my good friend as he came in and out of the hospital. Giving me the support of a good buddy and friend. Dawn and me texted each other quite often and she was asking when I will be returning. She was saying she have a surprise in store for me. But due to the prolonged stay I had to give reasons. One day I was moving about the hospital in a wheelchair, looking all frail. I met someone whom I had not really wished to see. Snow caught sight of me. And the container containing the fish soup she had made for Mary fell to the floor. She covered her mouth and stared at me blankly. I tried to turn around but my body strength could not allow me to. She ran towards me with tears in her eyes. Snow: What happened to you? WHAT'S WRONG? I knew I could not hide it any longer. I whispered to her ears. Snow: No no no…. this can't be happening. This was a scene that I would wanted to stay away from. I looked away with pain in my eyes. Snow: Does Dawn know about this? I shook my head. Snow: I need to tell her. I need. Mustering up my strength, I held her hand and shook my head. Me: She deserves better than me. I can't be a burden. Snow: But… Me: Promise me Snow. Snow looked sideways and reluctantly agreed. She asked my ward and visited me once she had time. The treatment was getting more and more tedious. And I was not sure how long I could hold out. The results wasn't good. There was a day that I felt really good. And everything seems to be looking great. I called Dawn finally and felt the strength in my voice. She sounded happy to hear from me. We discussed everything from the house and the business. We ended our conversation with a wide grin on my face. Doc: You look great today Max. Really great. I smiled as he did his routine checkup. My friend too said the same thing as he waved goodbye. Snow was the last to visit me. She looked relieved that my face shone with colour instead of the usual pale face. And my words to Snow was: The secret is only between two of us. Snow was reminded that she can't utter a word of me in the hospital to Dawn. Dawn received almost a letter every day from a friend of mine in Europe which I had asked him to write a letter to show evidence that I was not in Singapore. She would wait and read the letters everyday. I made a call to my European friend, telling him that I would be returning soon so he could stop the writings. I thanked him so much for putting up with my nonsense. He had to bear with my mushy messages that I have emailed him in order for him to write. I texted Dawn that I would be coming back home finally. I could feel my life recovering. Perhaps it was a good sign. Her return message was filled with excitement. Dawn: Great! I missed you so much dear. I missed you so! Me: Me too. See you soon. Goodnight. Goodbye. Love you. Dawn: Goodnight dear. See you soon! Muacks!  I placed the phone away and closed my eyes. I slept peacefully. In the middle of the night, suddenly I could feel my heart thumping wildly. And I could feel my chest getting really tight. Soon I was breathless. I was trying to grab hold of the emergency button. My whole body was convulsing now. I could not keep my eyes focused. I could not control my body. I was panting loudly now. My vision were turning dark. My body was feeling cold as if it was winter now. My body felt light. As if it was saying to let it go. Memories of the doctor's voice came into mind. Doc: "It's already at the terminal stage, Max. I'm sorry that it had to come to this. But there is not much time left." Me: Isn't there any treatments I can undergo? Please don't tell me that there's no hope. My doctor arched his eyebrows: Undergoing the treatment of chemo might or might not be successful Max. It will all depend on your body. Me: I will take the risk, doc. Never did I know that the aftermaths would be this drastic for my body. I closed my eyes: Live for me Dawn. Live for me. I knew I could not win the battle against fate. But at least there was good news. I could leave without any worries. Me: Goodnight. Dawn. I knew it was coming but I wasn't prepared for it. The last droplet of regrets fell from the corner of my eyes as my hand left on the side of my bed. This time everything would be final. 不能給你未來 我還你現在 安靜結束也是另一種對待 當眼淚流下來 傷已超載 分開也是另一種明白 〔我給你〕最後的疼愛 是手放開 I took the last few breaths as they became my last. Coffeecans Reads http://sbf.directory/showthread.php?t=345351
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#125
18-04-2014, 01:23 PM
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Dawn awoke.
There was discomfort in her heart. Did something happen to Max? She thought. She went towards the altar, lighted the incense and she started chanting. The beads gave way and dropped all over the floor. She gasped. Dawn: Is it a bad omen? The doctor ran into my ward. Took my pulse. Opened my eyelids. And checked on any signs of heartbeat. He gave a sigh. And shook his head. The nurses covered my head with the blanket. My lawyer was called and he rushed down. There was sorrow in his eyes as he had lost a good friend. But he knew what to do. He went to the drawer next to me and took out something where he placed in his pockets. As he picked up his phone, he called Dawn. Coffeecans Reads http://sbf.directory/showthread.php?t=345351
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#126
18-04-2014, 02:17 PM
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sigh...
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Thanks to all the bros who gave me points, will return the favour as soon as I can.. Cheers! Please leave your nick behind so that I know who.
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#127
18-04-2014, 02:42 PM
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Re: The Garden
camping for more ! Thank you TS !
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#131
19-04-2014, 09:09 AM
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Dawn hid in her room. Unable to accept the fact that I was gone. She buried herself in tears for the entire night. She did not have the slightest sense of hunger. Her dad knocked on her door but she had refused to open. The very sight of seeing the lifeless form of me was etched in her mind. She wept. She stared at the room that was once filled with the laughters of both of us. Now empty and quiet. Leaving only her. For almost a week she had been crying to sleep. She would look at my clothes, hug and smell it. Hoping to get the otherwise familiar scent, but there was none. A week of sorrow. How long would it be for her to recover from it? The light from outside illuminated the voice recorder that was lying on the dressing table. She moved slowly and took it, as she laid in the corner of the bed. She took the earphones and plugged it to her ears. She took a deep breath. As her trembling fingers pressed the play button. Coffeecans Reads http://sbf.directory/showthread.php?t=345351
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#132
19-04-2014, 09:31 AM
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*Heavy breathing* Me: By the time you have listened to this, I might have already been gone. I'm sorry dear. I don't mean to deceive you. But I do not want you to feel sad. I really love being by your side but I would never expect that ill be struck down with cancer and it's already at the terminal stage. The doctor told me that I would have less than a month to live. Going on a treatment would not give a full recovery but it might help, but there was a risk. *Coughs* I took the treatment. But I could never know that the after effects would be so drastic. I could not bear to see you in tears seeing the way that I am. I'm sorry that I have lied to you. I have so much to tell you. So much to tell you. But fate just…(starts to weep)… like to make fun of me… There was a long pause. Promise me Dawn. Live for me. Live for your future. And… for us. *coughs. coughs* Please call Wayne. He will let you know everything about me. For me, it's already the end of the road. I will always be there for you when you need dear. And I always will. Dawn walked out of the room, and washed her face. She was vomiting. It took her a while. She took the phone and called Wayne. The next morning, Wayne was there early to bring her through my will. She gasped by the amount of assets that was left to her. Wayne was very detailed as he went through everything. Again there was another letter written by me to her. *Next up: The final episode* Coffeecans Reads http://sbf.directory/showthread.php?t=345351
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#133
20-04-2014, 08:19 PM
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Dawn took the keys and opened the doors of my house. Everything was intact and my workplace was closed and locked. She sat at the couch, taking a breather as she opened the envelope. Me: Dear, again I can't express the pain that you may be going through now but it's with excruciating pain that I wrote this letter. I'm entrusting all my assets with you, forgive me for not telling you about my background, cause if I did, I was afraid you might not accept me from who I am. I lost my parents when I was young. And I had never fall in love with anyone but you. You gave me light when I was gloomy. And everything was good because of you. How sweet would it be if I could dance the whole night with you? How nice would be if I could walk down the aisle holding your cold fingers? But there would always be rain. There would always be an end. Live your life happily, with or without me. Take a walk in the garden. Take a walk through the visions of you. In each sculpture there would be stories. There would be memories. Even when I'm gone, I would always be by your side. I'm sorry that I mentioned that the sculptures are for an exhibit overseas. They are in fact, carved for you. Dawn's vision started to blur as she walked slowly to the door, and turned the key. What stood before her immediately made her break down. In the huge garden was the sculptures unveiled, with the pretty greenery that complimented the surroundings, with butterflies roaming freely. Coffeecans Reads http://sbf.directory/showthread.php?t=345351
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#134
20-04-2014, 09:07 PM
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She saw the first sculpture of herself. Perhaps with a gentle smile. It must have been in a first glance. There was an signature at the sculpture that was engraved: The first sight. Dawn picked up the envelope, and opened up the waxed seal. Me: The first and only girl of my dreams. Her smile, her gentleness. How I wished that I could get to know her. Know how she's like. Know the way she lives and how would she be like being my girl. She is just so beautiful. But perhaps I would be just day dreaming. "As for me, to love you alone, to make you happy, to do nothing which would contradict your wishes, this is my destiny and the meaning of my life." — Napoleon Bonaparte Dawn walked and saw the second sculpture. She was sitting on the ground as if she had lost her balance. But there were tears in her eyes. "I met her" was the title of the sculpture. Me: I met her. Finally. In the most uncommon place. She was looking the same. How I wished I could know her name. We met each other when she knocked onto me. And she fell to the ground. She stared angrily at me but I could see in her eyes that there was a sense of sadness. A sense of helplessness. I wished that I could be the one to mend it. To put back the hurt she had. To bring back the happiness she has and deserve to be. 'The greatest thing you'll ever learn is to love and be loved in return.' -Unknown Dawn touched the sculpture, as the drops of memories fell. She stayed at the sculpture for a while, letting the scenarios of our first encounter play. She breathed deeply as she went on. The third sculpture. A close up sculpture of her smiling. The butterflies were roaming freely on this sculpture. Happiness was the title. Me: I saw the light in her eyes. Everything is over. She can now live her life freely as the birds, out of the enclosure, a paradise awaits. It has been a long journey. But I could assure her that it was the beginning of a fairytale. It has been the sweetest moment in my life too that I knew her name was Dawn. And despite her strong front, she has a fragile heart that I would be able to mend. A beautiful heart and a beautiful mind. It was a start of us being together and the most wonderful of my life. “Love is begun by time, And time qualifies the spark and fire of it” - Shakespeare Only the last sculpture was covered with a red velvet cloth. And there was the letter with the word "Last". Coffeecans Reads http://sbf.directory/showthread.php?t=345351
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#135
20-04-2014, 09:23 PM
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Dawn picked up the last envelope. She knew that this would shatter her to pieces. The last. And how would it be after she finish reading? Me: How could she have known? How? Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man's son doth know. I have cried every night about the remaining days I have left. Why is it such that I have to go through this? We have just been together? This pain is just too real. It hurts. It hurts. Why do you have to play this trick on me. Why me? Just like Romeo and Juliet, why does every love story needs to have a tragic ending? In less than a month I will be saying goodbye. One that would never be back again. Why am I going through this? I loved Dawn. I love everything about her and the times we have together. But I know there isn't a future. I'm so tired. I really am. Why are the happy times ending so fast? Perhaps this would be the last piece that I will be doing and able to do. The final piece that reflects all of how I feel towards you. Perhaps it may be a selfish act to lie to you but I do not want you to see the way I am. For I would stay by your decision. I love you Dawn. And I would be behind your decision. She took off the velvet cloth and there was a delicate sculpture of her hand with every single detail. She smiled at how much detail he had placed on it. And on her fingers was a ring. She gasped as tears rolled down. It was my final question. Dawn took off the ring and wore it on her left finger. She smiled as she raised her hands in the air. As she whispered while she rubbed her tummy. Dawn: I do. Together with our little one. The end. Coffeecans Reads http://sbf.directory/showthread.php?t=345351
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