Somehow, i don't feel that my Grandma has left me. I stood beside her coffin and looked at her. I called out to her many times. I talked to her as though she's just asleep. Deep within me, i was hoping that if i stood there long enough, she's going to open her eyes and talk to me again.
I feel like crying.
Deep breaths.
Breathe.
Blink.
Stop.
I wish tomolo will never come.
Deep breaths.
Breathe.
Blink.
Stop.
I wish tomolo will never come.
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