Dying.Death.Gone.. If I heard someone is dying. I can't help myself asking why someone needs to die? Why do we need to leave our body? Where is our soul going? Then I remember my Mother told me that, people needs to die so that they can have another life somewhere else. Then a whisper coming from my own self saying, do I need to die too? Who wants to die? I guess nobody wants to die. They want to live. I want to live more. To see the beauty of life and the people I love growing old with me. Just as I notice myself crying. Then I remember everything, every details on how he died. I hate myself for not being with him when he is about to lose his breath. How will I ever forget him when all I can think about him is happiness. Happiness every time we're together. So many things I need to say to you but I can't say them anymore. But let me say this to you that you're a friend I can lean on every time I'm sad. Every time I let go of tears and
Life is not just cupcakes and rainbow.