I'm scared.
It has been a week that I've not been sleeping and eating well. I'm not too sure why but I've been feeling an immense pressure recently. I'm fearful of life, fearful of love, and now fearful that my dearest Nono will leave me.
She has been bleeding profusely and I'm worried how Long more can she hold on. I watch her as she lies on her orange bed and wonders if her life these 16 years have been happy. She has brought so much smiles and warmth to my life. She is always there, during the days when I had no one to talk to, whenever I need a hug.
And I wonder if I was there for her like she has been here for me?
Hey little one, please recover. I can't sleep or stop worrying. It is haunting me.
It's night like this when my tears can just flow comfortably. And it's night like this when I realise, I have no one to talk to except you, my Nono.