On that fateful day, I can see the picture vividly in my mind.
- I come home and when I see all your smiles, it would break me into pieces as I know this is not what I feel inside.
- I will tell you all about my journeys, my adventures, my happy moments and even my mishaps but as I recall all these I wish I was back there in that moment.
- My everyday will seem to be less, less of a day for I have experienced what each second is like in another world with different people.
- In my silence, there is but one thing in my mind and it is the past months.
- I will try to let go and hold on at the same time and it will confuse me as often as to which would help me cope more..
- My fears will be of me being a thing of the past which is to be forgotten, taken for granted and undervalued.
- I will look forward to different things, things that will take time to achieve.
How do I know all this when it has not yet happened?
Tha answer is because it is happening right now... even when the day has not arrived and it grips fear unto myself to how much worse it would be when it does..
