Ligaya

Felt like a race against time.

The three and half hour flight seemed forever.

Flashbacks were automatic, rewind to the days when she's full of life, her distinct laugh, her caring hands.

I missed her.
She was weak and in pain. If I could just do anything.

Sat beside her hoping that my touch could make her feel better.

Emotional tug of war happening in me.

Denying that It won't be long but begging to give her more time.

She taught me how to live life with humour.

It was my turn.

I whispered, "I'm here, I made it.." She smiled, it was the sweetest, it was her last.

She took a deep breath, a long one.

She never came back.