NO TEARS LEFT TO CRY

A month back, since that cold day in February, yet I remember it like it was yesterday (I guess to me it will always be), that very night, the world would come to a drastic end to me….that “end” did come anyway. It was over, my sister, my friend…her life stolen away. I saw her lying still, no movement….although I could have sworn that at any moment she was just about to rise. How could you die, and leave ME behind? You left me before I had a chance, before I could help you, before I could ask why, before I even knew why? I miss you all the time, but somehow I know, you are always here. Too many questions in my mind, if only you could answer them, then maybe I could understand.


Time and again I have to say this, if tears could build a stairway, and thoughts a memory lane, I'd walk right up to heaven. If love could change the way things are, you would have lived forever. If you cared so much, than why did you leave? Did you just expect that it would not hurt….that nobody would grieve?

  All the times we had together, I thought they meant forever, but the day you left…I knew forever meant a day. I wanted to blame myself and them, but come to think of it, "what's the sense?" No matter what I do, you'll never come back again, because on that day you're life was given an end. Now that you're gone eternally, how can I move on? It feels like you took one half of my life with you.

 You're the breath in my sigh, you're my flesh and blood, and we can never be apart, because you're the lines on my palm….deeply etched forever. One day, I will see you again, my dear, beloved sister, my special friend, but if one day, I do I feel lonely, will you be there to dry my tears when I cry, will you hold me when I am in pain, your smile gave me hope, you guided me when no one else could, you protected me when no one else would.

So please dear sister, even though I know your soul is free, will you still be my angel, to guide me through life…will you comfort through torment and strife….Her death is a lesson to me that she left behind, that life is fragile, there is no way that we can control who lives and dies, all we can do is have faith that we will get through it….good and bad are obvious and sometimes not so obvious, and that right and wrong choices can determine life or death….And I know, that one day, I will have no tears left to cry…..


My sister Anila....who passed away unexpectedly,24th of February2011

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