We were so poor back then and had barely enough food to eat for a day, and I dreamed about getting my family out of poverty. My mom was abnormally thin those times
Now that I have a proper job with enough salary for a family of four, I keep thinking of the "what ifs"
What if she didnt die?
What if she's still here?
What will be her reaction to me that i can support her now?
Will she be proud?
Will she be healthy? Fat?
I just kept wishing that she's still here to witness that were not poor anymore and that we can buy anything we wanna buy now.
Maybe all im feeling is regret..
Maybe i just pity myself..
Maybe Im wanting a support that only she could provide..
Maybe Im just lonely..
But shes gone now and and I cant do anything about that anymore.
This is so messed up.
>>2 thanks tho..
>>3 i just probably need an outlet..
I'll visit her grave tomorrow, maybe something will change... hopefully.