This is my last wish that I hope the dove will convey to everyone who may concern about me before I die later;
My grave is not the only place you can go to when you want to awaken or reminisce the memories of me. I don't want flowers on it; just let the wild grasses grow. Or not the sea either; if the ashes of my body are drifted away there. Let yourself drown either into every page of my diary book(s), every note on my phone, or every writing I've written for all my life. The untold pain, unrevealed secrets, rubble of my hearts, trace of my tears, will be found there. And when you can feel the pain through those things, that's when you know it's the best way to reminisce or awaken your memories of someone, through the pain they feel throughout their life.
