After my mother died, I wake up with the same stinging pain inside my chest every single day.
Cold breeze welcomed me as soon as I stepped my feet on the balcony.
I closed my eyes and feel the cool air touching my bare skin as I mumbled, “I miss you so much, mom.
When I thought my tears are all gone, I started tearing up again. There are still many left to cry.
I let all the tears stream down my cheeks for the last time.
I opened my eyes and stared at the scattered stars on the sky, remembering her words.
“You said, whenever I miss you, I just have to look at the stars because you’re one of them.” I smiled with the thought of it.
My mom is so beautiful, she’s shining so bright. But she’s too far away, I can’t touch her, I can’t hug her.
I wiped the tears that sat on my cheeks and stayed a little bit more on the balcony to stare at the beautiful stars in the sky before going back inside my room.
I lay on my bed and stared at the ceiling while my thoughts are running freely inside my head. Thinking of how can I continue living this life without my only family, my mother.
“Do you really have to leave me all alone?” I know it’s not her choice to leave me, but I still can’t help but to question her.
I’m so tired of crying. I’m so tired of enduring this pain.
“I wish I won’t feel the pain I’m feeling right now. I hope I wake up tomorrow without this stinging pain in my heart. I wish to live in another life where I won’t feel the same pain anymore.”
I closed my eyes and let the drowsiness devour me. Sleeping soundly on my bed that I didn’t knew would be my last.