6 March 2026, 5.29AM

Ye Ye is gone
But I’ve had another dream about him
In the dream he wasn’t stick thin
He was lively and vibrant, chatting away
We were having breakfast at home
Just a regular day

But something felt strange
I just had to know
Dad, for twenty days you’ve not changed
your red polo?

I don’t remember what happened after
It was dark in the room but I could still hear his laughter