it’s the last time.

the sad thing is, you’ll never get to see her again. you’ll never get to hear her loving voice, feel her warm touch. that corner of the house will be like an empty space without her presence. the photos, a reminder that she did happen. she was with you. you were with her. she smiled. she was happy. she was here. although it pains your heart, knowing that her sufferings are gone somehow you’re comforted. somehow you feel that it’s okay. somehow, it feels that it’s the best thing that have happened. goodbyes were never easy. letting go is the hardest. remembering is bittersweet. if you didn’t care, it won’t be this hard. fortunately you did that’s why your heart breaks little by little every time you’re reminded about everything about her. it will happen over and over. you may breakdown and cry every now and then, maybe even later on in your life. but it’s okay. because there was love. let love carry the weight of sadness. let love be your light.