Monday, February 11, 2013

Dear Mama,

It's been 5 years since you went home, and here I am writing these letters still, believing that you are reading them... that they are actually reaching you. I wish.

Isn't it pathetic, Mama? Hanging on to this medium, though insane it may seem to be, but somehow it gives me still a connection to you and somehow it makes me feel better, or worse, after writing to you. Depending on how I pour myself out.

Remember this song, Mama?

It's like what I am doing right now, hoping that I could actually have a line to you.

I miss you, Mama.