No words can explain how it feels when you wake up in the morning then there is still sunshine while you know that she’s no longer here and there to greet you home.
I really can cry hard only by thinking of that in a second.
There will be no saturday visit anymore
There will be no stay overnight and sleep next to her
No longer those comments and angry-compassion face of telling me to eat more
There will be no phone-talk hearing her praying for me with tremble voice
I just want to hug, smell her lovely scent, and kiss her goodbye for the last time, which is now impossible…
And what could be worse than not having proper chance for saying goodbye to your most-beloved ones.
I don’t know that going home (tomorrow) can have any other feeling beside joy and excitement.
My head aches so bad thinking of it. Not found her to greet me home. Forever.
For the first time, I don’t know whether it’s better being at home or staying here.
(Maybe) from now on, everything will never be the same again…