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I Never Got a Chance To Say It
Where are you Tink,When are you coming home? K missed me more than I knew, But I was so caught up in work ,with my new life. It was almost Christmas and I wanted to go home but the stress of work and adjusting to this new place was tough. I called K sometimes to make sure she was okay but then I realized had not for awhile. She was always on my mind,she lived a nightmare taken for granted by her spouse , Whom to him she was a burden, Yet in her fragile state,she had hope,she had love. A cruel mother who wronged her,without seeing the true colours of the culprit. It shattered me to watch her suffer from this blood thirsty annihilation called Leukaemia everyday. I wasn't there,I was helpless so far away. She was strong,stronger than any person I knew , Her faith made her the most gentle soul, She lived for her daughter with every ouch of strength left in her, Sometimes I called and she was drained to the core Locked away and kept like a slave. Holidays came as quick as the breeze but I was so busy I couldn't fly to and see her. I knew she needed me and missed me .. I called her on Christmas day and told her I loved her for a moment. Old Years Morning I woke up a new dawn was near, I heard the door bell rang, It was my boyfriend all energized, So early babe to see me ,are you alright? He took my hand and walked me the table Sat me down and said to me "I have something to tell you" Confusion filled my head ,Was he going to propose ? I knew he wanted to for awhile ,but like this I thought it wasn't romantic. Out came the words that pierced through my body like a knife,K's dead babe she died this morning, I said "Is this some kind of joke because it's not funny ?Then he held me then left me to be alone" I ran upstairs and sat in the study searched for her picture and cried my life out, I didn't get to see her or tell her I loved her" She must hate me because she wanted to see me . At her funeral on my Birthday as I watched her lifeless body, So pale and sad, I would not be able to laugh with her , go fishing,walk on the beach like the old days, She wasn't here any more I had to face that fact, What ripped me apart everyday was not telling her on her last days ,How much she meant to me although I am sure she knew, But still When I wake up sometimes and call her phone I forget she's no longer here and I cry myself to sleep. I try to be strong everyday to live for her and not forget, Never take anyone for granted or you will live in regret.
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