I wasn't  warn about death, i wasn't  warn on loosing someone. Losing someone wasn't an option for me. never! if i could loose someone so dear form me just like that, then i wouldn't want to loose anyone anymore, But death is part of living, and thats how is it. I wasn't abel to face that fact, but years after years I've lost an amount of people who were dear too me to an extend that loosing someone was normal and i was solid rock to an extend that i was fine with the idea of death or losing someone. 

 

We love pranks, we love jokes. and some joke has a certain limit and some joke could reach that extend. do you know how we always postpone dates?, where we would plan days ahead and sometimes promise someone that you'll meet them soon? And when you break that promise, you would say “hey can i see you some other day?” and it happen not once but multiple times, again and again. And what happens if one day a friend of yours called and say “i am so sorry, i am really sorry” and all you wanna know is why are you sorry? so many sorries from people too you and when you realize what happened you would regret every day you broken that promise, because his wasn't coming back anymore. i could remember that it was a glorious day, i just finished 3 major project and 1 assignment done after all that i could finally stop thinking about work, then goes a phone call, there goes the news, and there goes my head, triggered, crying, why? because once again I've repeated a mistake that shouldn't be repeated. i didn't say good bye, i remember breaking down to my mum, telling her that I've missed out on even seeing him, i am sorry. 

I was made for something that i don't even know. Losing someone wasn't an option for me. never! if i could loose someone so dear form me just like that, then i wouldn't want to loose anyone anymore, But death is part of living, and thats how is it. I wasn't abel to face that fact, but years after years I've lost an amount of people who were dear too me to an extend that loosing someone was normal and i was solid rock to an extend that i was fine with the idea of death or losing someone. 

 

We love pranks, we love jokes. and some joke has a certain limit and some joke could reach that extend. do you know how we always postpone dates?, where we would plan days ahead and sometimes promise someone that you'll meet them soon? And when you break that promise, you would say “hey can i see you some other day?” and it happen not once but multiple times, again and again. And what happens if one day a friend of yours called and say “i am so sorry, i am really sorry” and all you wanna know is why are you sorry? so many sorries from people too you and when you realize what happened you would regret every day you broken that promise, because his wasn't coming back anymore. i could remember that it was a glorious day, i just finished 3 major project and 1 assignment done after all that i could finally stop thinking about work, then goes a phone call, there goes the news, and there goes my head, triggered, crying, why? because once again I've repeated a mistake that shouldn't be repeated. i didn't say good bye, i remember breaking down to my mum, telling her that I've missed out on even seeing him, i am sorry for the things that I've promised.