Sepulchre

Male POV:

Do you think life is all sunshine and rainbows? Mine is definitely not. For one, my mom passed away a few years back. It was a hand full, to say the least. She was my favourite. I think she still is. It made me think how people in our lives come and go without realisation. They were there until they aren't. We only acknowledge when they are truly gone from us. The love. The hate. The anger. The sadness. All shoved into my heart in one huge pile of shit. I didn't know how to let someone go, because no one mattered to me as much as she did, at least not until I met Anisa. Anisa. Anisa was sweet when I met her. Made my days lit up with her smile but only if I knew her pretty mouth could turn sour in countless moments, maybe I wouldn't have felt an unpleasant heartbreak. This. Her. She was suppose to be my happiness yet it became my worst memory. It became so bad that now, I laugh at myself for believing her. Was I a fool? Absolutely. But then I would not be here, finally kneeling over my mother's grave, after three years, with a bloody nose, letting her go like Anisa.

Maybe it was fate. "Meant to be", like everything else in life. Who knows? Because I don't believe in that bullshit anymore.