𝐅𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋...
❝ if loving you is wrong,
i don't want to be right. ❞
𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐒𝐄 - 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 ;
𝒃𝒓𝒚𝒄𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒍𝒍, 𝒋𝒐𝒔𝒉 𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒅𝒔, 𝒈𝒓𝒊𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒏 𝒋𝒐𝒉𝒏𝒔𝒐�...
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I am barely alive. Is it really a goodbye? All I feel right now is sadness.
My dad told me that he has arrived. So that was why I was about to get out from my house. I was on my way to my dad's car when it all happened too fast. Too fucking fast.
It doesn't feel right. I couldn't process anything that was happening at all. I stood still even when I heard my brother yells my name. Cursing in the same sentences. But I seriously couldn't move.
My eyes couldn't focus on the whole things and the people around me, except for the sight I have of my father lying on the floor. Almost lifeless.
My vision getting blurry. And I fell hopelessly on the concrete. I don't feel any pain at all even though my knees met the hard concrete.
Who am I kidding? The pain couldn't surpass the pain I feel emotionally right now. I tried to get up and ran to him. I hold his hand. It was cold.
"Dad, look at me. I promise you it will be okay. Everything will be okay," I said with a broken voice.
And he did look at me. But promises can be broke.
"Trust me you'll be okay," I said again. "You hear that? You'll be okay, dad." Not to him. But to myself. I was hopelessly convincing myself. And yet again, sometimes trust wouldn't be enough.
