It was my fault she's dead. It's been weeks, but I still feel a pain in my chest for her. I miss you... Seiko...

I don't know how this happened. We were so happy. I loved my mother above all, and I spent half my life trying to win her affection. I still love her. I know that somewhere underneath that hatred, that disappointed frown, my beautiful, sweet, loving mother is still there. She just expects a bit more now, and that's fine. I just have to keep trying.