berries7cinnamon's Journal

i don't think i will ever get used to death. everyone will walk the same path some day in life, yet it's hard to accept.

today i went to her wake and i kept looking at her big photo that's been placed just in front of her coffin. aunt had wanted a coffin which allowed us to see only her face through the glass. the number of times of me going to look at her through the glass increased.

we were so near to each other; we were within reach, yet i feel that we were miles and miles apart.

i told her the truth today and i told her that i love her. i keep telling her so many times in my thoughts, that the words seemed to flow into one and became a feeling for her. a feeling that will always stay with me; my love for her.

i know there's nothing i can do, yet i couldn't stop my tears from flowing and how much i miss her.