Wake me up when September ends
I never thought September was indeed the most painful month yet the one very month which taught me things I need to learn in order to live my life to the fullest. I actually waited for the month to come, since it's my ex's birthmonth and I got to wait that 14th day so then I'll have my opportunity to talk or should I say, to express my never ending love for him. I did. But up til now, I still had no response.
Then came the 26th of the month, year 2018, my father, who supported me through my academics, left us. He was the one who's there when I'm at my lowest, I mean like literally broke. I was a heathen and got nothing. I have nothing. But he's there to give me what I need. He's there. But I didn't pay him much attention because I focused on my own. I focused on things I won't have and people I've tried my best to win back. So, not too long, he, too, gave up.
I don't know how to manage things or how to start again with a new chapter without a father but I know that he left because he knew that we can pass through all of these.
People die and that's for sure an inevitable thing.
I guess I just need to sleep all of these aches up then bid them to just wake me up when September ends.
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