Friday, December 4, 2009

Would You Give Me One More Minute.

Today was a great day but still in my heart I feel empty. As much as I laugh I cant seem to get over the pain that you are no more here in this world. People who didn't know you that well said it time for you to go somewhere peaceful. Even I said that to your daughter but when it comes to me I don't accept it. No matter what you have done to anyone, to me, you were awesome, grandpa.

I just want you back. I want you to scold me for bathing late. I want you to tell me to and eat with you. I want to take that busy ride with you. I want you to buy me cadbury chocolate whenever you come here to visit. I want you to call and ask apa you buat. I want to hear that laugh. I want you say my name. I want you to carry til I fall asleep. I want to mess up your pure white soft hair. I want you to cook for me.

You were suppose to see my PMR result. You were suppose to wait. Why did you go. When I was 10, I cearly remember you said you will be alive til I get my degree. I havent even finish my SPM! I feel a big HOLE in my heart. I'm hurting and I'm being strong for your dauther. WHAT THE FUCK LA. I want let go everything to someone. I want to cry all day and night. I'm too young to lose you. I sat throught all night talking to you, asking you do wake up on 23rd but you didnt. You just slept throught that night and the next morning sucked so badly when they took you away from me. Putting you in the coffin just tear me up inside. I held everything inside and I was so called being strong for your daugther. Please come to me back. I really miss you.

Remember all the things I wanted? Now, all my memories they're haunted. I could feel the poison set in. I don't forget you, oh it's so sad. I hope you can hear me. I remember it clearly, the day you slipped away was the day I found it won't be the same. I didn't get around to kiss you goodbye on the hand. I wish that I could see you again, I know that I can't. I had my wake up, won't you wake up and I keep asking why. I can't take it and it wasn't fake. It happened, you passed by. Now you are gone, somewhere I can't bring you back. Somewhere your not coming back.

I wanna believe you when you tell me that it'll be ok. I try to believe you, but I don't. When you say that it's gonna be, it always turns out to be a different way. I don't know how I'll feel tomorrow. I don't know what to say tomorrow because is a different day.

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