The Afterglow

I sat and watched the bright lights of wonder.. Never knowing the pain. To be basked in the glow, of missing you so..

But, my small town woman.. I'll be coming home to bring you the promise.. that I'll never leave you again..

Bersemadilah dikau dengan aman dan tenteram di sana, duhai jiwa yang tenang.

The aftermath:

And what a mess, I mean mega mess we found ourselves in. A scene that would befit a mammoth scale volcano spew.

When the last person that came left, the cleaning up, the mopping, the rearrangement, the sorting, the cleaning, the grimes, the scrubs, the mental fatigue, the ebbing tide, the anguish..yes that too.. they all percolate into a mega energy drainage ( nothing to do with TNB and the JKR ), just my family and I, against time and space.

A new day will dawn

Surely

Losing the Dearest is Sad (to say the least)

Losing my dearest is sad. It is even sadder when I realised I should have done more than I did. It was like you were time-wrapped, warped, and wrought. Every part of your core was wrung to the last drop. Faces moved past, but none registered on your wake. A cyclone could not have wreaked more havoc to your emotion. Your flashbacks are mostly in black and white. Colour seemed to fail.

And here I am... won't u send me an angel

Here I am.. in the land of the morning star

And still reeling from it all.