It still break my heart just to say Mom. Like, half of my soul is taken from me. And I have no choice except to accept it.
My very first love of my life. Mom. And will always be her. Forever and ever.
I miss you, Ma. Each and every day. Can’t stop thinking about you. How can I move on?
It is so hard even just to take a sip of breath.
Dear Lord. Please heal me. Heal my broken heart.