Goodnight Never Goodbye
Feels like yesterday, but it has been almost four months now since my “Ama” (Dad) passed away. Why does it hurt badly? So many things remind me of him. There are days when I feel okay but when I do, why is it that I feel guilty? There were more questions and things just don’t make sense. Writing here doesn’t do justice on how I even really feel. I’m never really good at colorful words. The piece below is an attempt to channel my thoughts on what I feel right now.
Goodnight Never Goodbye
Why did you have to go?
I know it’s not your fault
But you tore me into pieces
And you didn’t even know
The stars used to whisper sweet lullaby
The moon used to make me smile
It all went away
The day you didn’t even say goodbye
I thought I prayed enough
I thought I cried enough
But you tore me into pieces
And you didn’t even know
Did I say I love you enough?
Did I say I miss you enough?
This might have torn you into pieces
But I didn’t even know
Goodnight never goodbye
I’ll see you again sometime
Goodnight never goodbye
This is handmade, created from polymer clay and I embellished with freshwater pearls, buttons and bicone crystals. The girl represents me (i will always be his little girl) I hold a combination of white rose (symbol of honor) and black rose (symbol of rebirth).
I miss you Ama… I really do…
we are a part of the people we love just as they are of us. yes, darling, never goodbye.
Hey B. I almost abandoned this blog. Here I am trying hard to redirect my thoughts, coping mechanism is kicking in. Thank you for dropping by and checking on me. Appreciate it hun.