I can't remember how it tastes like.
It's only been a few years.
But I can't remember her cooking anymore...
I haven't visited her since she passed.
I was away when it happened.
She was very sick and weak.
It was tough to witness.
So I went away, I didn't want to see the sufferings.
To this day, this is my biggest regret in life.
Every time someone passes, I feel a knot in my stomach.
Life is fleeting.
Time passes by so quickly.
I spent today being sad, about the past, the present, and the future.
Days like this, my thoughts are not really good for sharing.
But I have no choice, it is only through writing that I can make peace with my thoughts.
My failures comfort me. My successes terrify me. What.
How do I forgive myself... for all the things I did not become.
It's 5 days before the capital is put in lockdown again.
They said it's only for 2 weeks.
But they said that last time, yet the quarantine lasted more than a year.
I feel like vomiting.
I wish this would be over soon.
I feel guilty for this wish, to take time for granted.
It's 5 days before the capital is put in lockdown again.
They said it's only for 2 weeks.
But if you have the chance to show your love, make the most of it.
Don't wish for it to be over so soon.
Don't take time with them for granted, even if that time is on a quarantine.
