It's too late

It's too late for me to be sorry, it's too late for me to see you now. I never tried losing someone I love to death. I always thought people I love will never leave, they will always be there. Even if I don't see them for 1 month, 2 months or 3 I can still get to see them. But now I'm wrong. The last time I saw him was a month ago. Everyone were happy eating talking in the restaurant, the whole place were filled with laughter. That was the last time I saw him. I was caught up with SIP the whole month and I don't get a chance to go over on a Saturday to have dinner with him. I remember once when I'm there he kept asking me to eat the fruits but I don't want to and I kept saying no and gave him that piss off face. I'm sorry. I remember ever since young, he kept asking to eat more after seeing that pathetic amount of rice in my bowl but I still insist on eat that much. I remember how he drive my cousins and I to changi airport to have lunch at swensens during our school holidays. When I was in secondary school, we started taking train. I don't remember when we stop going swensens alr. I forgot when I stop going over to his house for dinner on Saturday. I can't accept the fact that he left. He left all of us. When I look at him, I wanted to say sorry. A thousand times of sorry. I wasn't given a chance to tell him im sorry and that I really love him alot. And that I'm happy to have him as my grandfather, a wonderful grandfather.