A One Week Story

SUNDAY, went home from study surprised to see her sick in bed

Though worried, went back to boarding house because it’s needed.

MONDAY, tried to smile and be happy but in the middle of the day,

Got news that she has passed away!

TUESDAY, wake up at home feeling so empty.

WEDNESDAY, watched her lay in her coffin.

THURSDAY, buried her in her grave.

FRIDAY, missed her so much.

SATURDAY, reminisced her deeds and everything about her.

No more days to tell, no more days are left.

Back to SUNDAY ? No!

I only have two days a week, Friday and Saturday.

But it seems like everyday is still Friday.

It happens just once, only for one day, how come it changes my whole week,

Not just my week actually but my entire life.

I miss you mama.

I miss seeing your smiles.
I miss you being at home.
I miss worrying if you're sick or not.
I miss talking to you.
All the little things reminds me of you.
Sometimes, you just came into my head and how I wish you're still here.
How I wish to hear your stories, advices or maybe just the sound of your voice.
How I wish to came home one day, seeing you again.
Hope to see you soon.