Elesio Corsetti
The predecessor of death and the successor of life is the moments we leave behind
The feelings weigh heavy on my chest as i sit back from the desk.
On the table lies my computer with a message from Catalina.
A: Im flying over now.
Her presence can only mean one thing. A thing that my body cannot contain but my mind refuses to accept.
My mother has passed
Her sickness had been present for years but my father refused to let me visit.
For years i sat sick from the loss i felt before she was gone.
But i cannot show this, no, i must keep it inside and hide it from the ones i love. She is mourning too.
Catalina was with her and when our mother died, a piece of her was ripped out and still sits with our mother in her casket as Catalina flies here.
I sit for hours, staring at the message, waiting for my sister's arrival.
Op- who is that??? Is that my boo ting???
I believe it isss!!
Very very short but for a reason 🙈
Lyy
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