Had a lovely surprise visit from my beautiful cousin last three nights ago. As we were reminiscing Kakak Yaq's fond memories that still fresh in our hearts, my hearts bleeds once again. I thought i was strong to talk about her, i thought i can move on without her, oh no i was so inaccurate to judge my own heart. To stop my tears from falling, i stuff the watermelon into my mouth and focus on chewing it, as if to bite out the pain. A rather juicy remedy though.
Yes indeed, we are still clinging to her fond memories to heals our shattered hearts. A memory that slowy vapourates into the thin air. Like her dreams and hopes.
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