Heartbreak

I don't know where to begin. 

In the beginning of this year, I found out that my beloved Grand-dad is terminally ill. And I can't bear to lose him because he's special in my heart. Raising me when my parents is working, pamper me with my siblings and him, just leaving, I couldn't take it. 

In truth, we have to face it because we'll die eventually but not too soon. I can't bear to lose him. It's too early. I want to spend more time with him. I don't want him to go, just, yet.