The Dreamer
She loves to dream. She likes wondering about what could have been, should have been, and may have been. She loves looking at the night-sky - who knows, a shooting star may just fly past one day and she will be able to make her wish. Her wish to be with you.
Saturday, September 19, 2009
i thought that i will be fine,
mommy often say that i'm the kind who takes things up easily so i'll be able to put things down as simply.
i'm proven wrong.
i don't feel as if i'm in denial, but i really felt ok for the majority of last week.
i only cried all i could for one day and the rest were laughters, smiles and jumping around.
but i can feel it now,
it's coming back.
the sadness and loss are all coming in like a tsunami,
all at the same time, exclaiming : sorry, we're late! but we're here now, and we'll make you suffer!
i'm scared. really scared.
i need to know.
is this really the end? are you really not going to give us a go?
♥Saturday, September 19, 2009
