Time and Memories are our Witnesses

When a person we love dearly leaves to live the afterlife, we who remain feel an agitating uncertainty towards basically everything. Everything.

As cruel as it is, such is the mystery of life and as that person moves on, so should we. Time and the memories you left behind are our witnesses. You’ve been with us, we know. And we are forever grateful for that. Though we may never hear your voice again or catch a glimpse of even your shadow, let your memories be our guidance on this fog of uncertainty.

My Most Precious Treasure

Whenever we saw each other all we did was fight.
But those were also wonderful memories.
You taught me so much; I’m not scared anymore.
No matter how difficult I can grab hold of happiness, so…
I’ll go by myself, even if it looks painful,
I’ll always carry on the dream I had with you.
Being with you was so wonderful; There was no one else.
But when I woke up in the morning, you weren’t there.
I felt that we could play forever.
But I know that’s just what I believed.
I don’t regret being born any longer.
Like the feeling after a festival, it’s sad but let’s move on little by little.
I’ll go anywhere, you know that.
I’ll show you that I can grant your dream of happiness.
Even if I’m separated from you, no matter how far,
I’ll be born with the new morning.
I’ll go by myself, even if I want to die,
I can hear your voice; I mustn’t die.
Even if it looks painful, even if I’m crying in sadness,
Deep in my heart I feel your warmth.
Time changed as it ebbed and flowed.
I can’t remember what happened anymore but,
If I try and close my eyes I can hear someone’s laughter.
Somehow that’s now my most precious treasure.

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