I was down with flu and fever,as I sip the hot milo, I remembered you;
How you would come to comfort me when I’m not well,
How you would cover me with the sheets jus to keep me warm, and you would make me a cuppa of anything hot..yes, I would love to have that….to be embraced by you even though you know that I’m sick, it feels good….
to be loved;
to be hugged;
to be kissed at the forehead assuring me that i will be okay;
“ hey, what are you daydreaming about?” my mum broke my thoughts....my reminiscence
i saw my reflection in my coffee; and the reflection turn into yours; i see you...
i see your smile;
i see you assuring me again;
i stir the coffee with the spoon i held with my thumb; the reflection has gone,
in reality
Nothing stays the same now, everything has change,
For now and also for the future,
the coffee that i drank is half full ; or half empty
whatever you want it to be;
because it has always been your calling;
i could only wish the best to you because you always had, and will always be!
2 comments:
Now i know what relationship you have with mr.J .Really dissapointed.
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