my thoughts they come without warning, usually when driving alone. i feel my mind lifted from outside the car into a vast memory-wormhole. sucked in, projections reeling one after the other and these images on a loop. words and expressions rewind replay they rewind replay.
its the new year abah.
my heart beats faster realizing the years to come. i cant help to think of all the great events which you wont be around to see. our weddings one day, hari raya, your birthday, you and mama's anniversary, lukman's graduation from university.
i hope you're doing okay. i pray for you every day.
i miss you every second of my day.
and i still half-expect you to walk-in through that door.
without fail, cos i love you so.
happy new year abah.
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