She left us. That was the last message my sister left me. It came all so suddenly. Last week I was in the hospital, she was talking and smiling. Looking healthy. This afternoon, her dad was still talking to her. But she left too fast, in just a moment of time. I was in the icu and I saw her still breathing. It wasn't her breathing. It was a machine connected to her lungs making her breathe. Her mother was there, calling out to her. Wake up baby, wake up! Even though she knew there was no miracle. We all knew. But she didnt give up. Her eyes were sore. Her dad just sits in one corner letting out gasps of sigh. I stood by knowing there was nothing left to do. But, just pray. Rest in peace in the land of clouds. You will continue living in the hearts of family and friends. Is there really, no miracle?
Thursday, July 30, 2015
Wednesday, July 22, 2015
Fear
What are you afraid of? You were brave.. Are you still? I highly doubt you are. Now that I have so much, fear starts to arise as well. One day my whole world will come crushing down on me. Someone once told me, real courage is having fears but still jumping anyways. That's fearless. I hope you're still fearless. I really hope so. But ive come so far, gotta get through with it. Almost got away, but you held on to me. That's what I'm afraid of. Hurting you
Friday, July 10, 2015
流血不流泪
I thought ill never tear again. I really thought so. Because I have a cold heart, a really cold one. Since when did you turn weak? Through this short period of time, you cast a spell, you did it. You warmth me, made me alive again. But you made me weak as hell. I cant let you in anymore. Brace yourself kelvin, take caution, you better.
Thursday, July 09, 2015
Love is weird
Tonight I wonder, many times through my mind. Is it magic? Is it touch? Is it comfort? Is it seeing? Is it listening or is it words? Is it thoughts? Is it the brain or the heart? How do you love? How do I love? I just can't figure it out. What do you do when what you need is something that is bad for you? I guess there ain't no choice over here.
Thursday, July 02, 2015
You don't have to say it
Show me how you feel, rather than telling me. Because when you do, you dont have to tell me anymore, it's more than words can say.