Saturday, June 22, 2013

Dear Mama,

Edgar is still at work now. He'll be on duty until 11 p.m., Mama. I hope it won't be raining by that time. I haven't texted Ralph today, Mama. I'm controlling myself from texting him every now and then because I don't like him to feel that I'm breathing over his shoulders. Please look after him Mama while he's away from us.

I miss you, Mama. I don't know why I've been feeling so alone, lately. I hate it. I don't like going through these, I'm trying to ignore these, Mama. It's killing me, it's making me want to give up. I really wish I can hold your hands and embrace you right now. I'm afraid, Mama... I am.

Sorry, Mama. I'll stop now. Take care of yourself. I love you, Mama.