Dear Sister Aya,
Even as I type these words,
tears start to flood my eyes.
I wanted to pray this morning
and postponed my chat
with Grace and Ginger,
but during my moments of silence
all I can say is tears.
And I buried my face on my bed's face
and literal hot tears kept rolling down my face.
I wanted to say something to God.
I wanted to talk to you.
But my soul is too fragile,
my devastated heart cannot stand
on the thought of you.
I will face the day again today
and I hope I would be strong enough
to bear the immeasurable pain
of losing a great friend.
Tomorrow is my birthday,
and may God forgive me
that there is no joy in my heart.
My weary soul seeks rest
through prayer and poetry -
but all I can say is tears.
Your friend for life,
Mike
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