There are days when the start of existence feels so obliterated. There are days when i need to remind myself to forcefully remember her. Because when i do, suddenly words leave me, and i start falling into a pit of melancholy.
All the occasions which she missed and the future ones which need her the most, everything wraps up and becomes a huge hole in the wall. A wall of blackness and loss. It is indeed another day, and similar to the times gone by, i will manage. But your being would have made every happiness a million times stronger and your being would have dissolved all the tears. Something reminded me of you. In a beautiful way..
The loss makes me rewind, and look back. It makes me realize that the time we had was beautiful. The bond we shared, the fights we had and what i learned from you. Everything was magic. There are losses, but then there are losses which haunt you forever.
"She was my mother, but I was motherless. I was trapped by her, but utterly alone. She would always be the empty bowl that no one could full. I’d have to fill it myself again and again and again."
All the occasions which she missed and the future ones which need her the most, everything wraps up and becomes a huge hole in the wall. A wall of blackness and loss. It is indeed another day, and similar to the times gone by, i will manage. But your being would have made every happiness a million times stronger and your being would have dissolved all the tears. Something reminded me of you. In a beautiful way..
The loss makes me rewind, and look back. It makes me realize that the time we had was beautiful. The bond we shared, the fights we had and what i learned from you. Everything was magic. There are losses, but then there are losses which haunt you forever.
"She was my mother, but I was motherless. I was trapped by her, but utterly alone. She would always be the empty bowl that no one could full. I’d have to fill it myself again and again and again."
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