Thursdayy she went to the void. tuesday her ashes were brought back. thursday the wake started. I was having exams but i managed to go down a few times everyday till sat morning when i saw her the last time. I had to go off for my exams.

The ash, the bible, the book mark and that white table just there. Quiet and peaceful. Just a few months back she was there. She spoke to me. And now she is gone.

I cry but not tell anyone. I cry and even now, i cry. I cry because i know that her life has been flawless in comparison to many of us. It is 2.56am. 27thFriday. 09. 2 weeks after she left. I am here all alone. Typing memories so when i grow i will remember this very event.

God bless the soul who hears his voice. We oh man are selfish. we oh man are thoughtless.

I have since then picked up who i am, changed who i am and never want to seek to return to my past. May it be placed in a crate tight sealed and left out in the ocean to sink to the depths never to be found again.