A week has passed by, he has left us for about a week.
I feel empty. It is hard to believe that he's gone. Everyone keeps saying that I should be strong, be there for my mom. I'm the only one.
I know I am, but I am tired. Tired to put a brave front and smile even when I feel like not to. I don't feel like waking up in the morning and facing up others. I don't feel like coming back to work and I don't feel like talking to anyone. Just me and my music.
At this moment there's no words can ease the pain and burden. I don't always cry for help but when I did I mean it. But life has taught me, no one else should be there for you except for yourself.
I have made it through for seven (7) days, I can make it through for another seven (7) days and more.
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