Why do I feel a sense of loss? The heartache that almost suffocates. Every breathe I inhale seems to remind me of his presence. Every moment of solitude reminds me of him. I feel so much like breaking down but I feel there's no need to let anyone to see da sorrows. Why is departure so hard to take while gathering is easy? Why is it da person ya care da most yet ended up hurting ya da worst? Why da world seems especially joyous when mine is bleak? Why is effort of trying always ended up getting into bigger fix. Why is everyone's laughter is so overwhelming while Im like a hollow shell that spirit has already floated away? Why do I still hold on to this when ya've already long gone and drifted?

Ma mind ask me to let go but ma heart says no. But I have no control.