Friday, October 20, 2017


I can see her everywhere. I can feel her always. Whenever I feel low she instantly appears in front of my eyes, I imagine what she would have said, how she would have heard me out, how she would have reacted, how she would make all things okay.
I miss her so much.
She is gone, leaving behind a void that has left me incomplete. I feel helpless at times, thinking of how I would need to face the world alone now. Suddenly there is a surge of responsibility, a need to be mature, to act your age.
I wish there was a rewind button where I could go back and pause life so that she would stay with me.

I miss you mom.