Cry-counter.D.5.S.Y.D.: TheDayB-4URBurial

The day before your burial, I woke up to the reality that I cannot stop time.


That there is no reset button. That tomorrow things will be FINAL. That tomorrow I will not be in your wake. That after tomorrow life will go back to it's 'normalcy' 


The day before your burial, I didn't want to move on... I wanted to go back to the Friday before that Monday, to go back to the Tuesday before that... Just go back and tell you I'm smiling so you should smile too. 


I know we finished what we had to finish and I'm grateful for that opportunity. Thank you for saying goodbye. You knew I will have regrets... That was your last word to me: ....Sayang.


The day before your burial, I cried every 15 minutes in the morning and I even said: I want you back!


But we both know, I gotta suck it up... I gotta be the responsible person working on what the band needed for tomorrow. And that night, we gathered in your wake for the last time.


I finally had the guts to do my eulogy, I told them YOU were awesome! YOUR LIFE MATTERED.


I wished heard all those stories they said... I could've TOLD YOU, your life mattered!


The day before your burial, I know that GOD's  promise for you was fulfilled. I was reminded again that our God IS SOVEREIGN.