Time flies!
Days after days, I thought that I have recovered from the pain of losing you..
Originally, I always avoid the truth that you have died..
Everytime when I think about you, I will still feel sad eventhough I put a smile on my face...
People avoid to let me talking about you...
I know they don't want me to be sad..
But I feel more sad that I can hardly talk about you after your depart...
I am jealous towards those who have mother to dote on them...
I feel sad when I think about your death....
Why God choose you but not others??
I want you to come back..
I dislike that woman to enter our life!!
She has no right to be my stepmother because I know I don't need her..
I just need you, mama!
"Be strong!" The phrase that I often say to myself..
"Don't cry. Be brave to face everything!" I repeat the words, again and again...
But my pain has never disappeared...
In the deep of my heart,
Finally I know that there is still a crying girl who still can't accept your death...
Mama, I really miss you! Don't worry, I will still be strong no matter what has happened...
Love you.
