The tears drip into my eyes when I stared to the dark ceiling. It's already dark, and I'm alone. I could now freely freely cry. I watch the clock and it's been five hours that I got a napped. I slept at five pm and I woke up at ten pm and everyone were already sleeping. I woke up not because I feel hungry at so sudden but because I dreamed about Mom.
I cried because in my dream she was so happy, and yet I was crying. I wonder why if she couldn't leave because I'm still holding on her tight. I get up. I went to the balcony while staring to the lively building in the neighborhood.
My eyes shifted beside the railing where there is butterfly. The same butterfly I have hold the day of Mom's burial.
It just happened for weeks abd yet I feel like forever. I kept everything inside of me. I'm t
