Tuesday, September 09, 2008

Every second, Every minute, Every hour, Everyday, Every month, Every year.
It may sound really corny and cheesey but treasure every bit of it. You'll never know what might happen next.

Today i received drastic news. My mother's friends, who basically I call her auntie, has just pass on. She has a heart of an angel. I sit in my close trapped up in a ball, going through old letters containing so many secrets, reading old notes that were so close to being taken up by teachers, looking through pictures that were left to be forgotten, trying to forget the memories that still haunt me in my sleep, a familiar face reminds me of so much, I had her buried in my mind before the dirt even covered her casket, I should have gone too, I was supposed to be with her when she died, I come across this note, her named signed at the bottom, oh, the memories we had, still overcome by the last one, she shouldn't have been lying on that gurney, covered with all those machines, they were supposed to save her, instead I killed her in my mind, a cold chill ran down my spine, I had the feeling of being watched, and when I turned, the image of that familiar face.