I miss you. I wish you were here.
When you left, you took a part of me and left.
And now that part of me is lost, and I'm still wondering if I'll ever get it back.
I still remember, The good night lullabies sung by you.
The hot, mouth-watering and delicious food that you would make for me, which can never ever be replicated.
The scolding that I always got after coming back from school with mud all over my clothes.
The attachment, affection, warmth, fondness, ardour and the endless love that you've always been giving me.
Now that you're not here, the crave for all this never ends.
My world literally fell apart when you died.
I was shattered, when the world's most beautiful woman with the most beautiful smile left this world.
I still cry.
I miss you the most, mummy.
I miss the one who taught me how to walk and stand on my own feet.
I miss the world's strongest woman who fought against the world only for us.
I still smell the fragrance that still lingers all over your clothes.
I still am lost in the thoughts of what happened when.
I still cry deep inside.
I yet control the tears from rolling down. The gulp in my throat hurts.
I'm loosing myself.
I know you can't come back, but loosing you was the hardest thing I had to go through.
I think, I'll spend the rest of my life with a missing piece.
But if you were here, you wouldn't want to see me like this.
Whatever I am today, is because of you.
You were always by my side,
During all my ups and downs. And will always be.
I still pray to God, Oh god, if roses ever grew in heaven, please pick a bunch for me, place them in my mother's arms and tell her they're from me.
I often pray that you are able to know the joys of my life.
I often pray that I wish you were here with me.
I often pray that I wish i could only get one more hug from you.
But, I'm hoping someday I will see you and you will tell me you were always there by my side.
You will tell me, you always sat beside me during all my struggles in life.
You will tell me, you were always there and helping me proceed ahead in life.
You will tell me, that your hand was always on my head.
You will tell me, that your blessings were always with me. And will always be.
I miss you and love you the most mummy.
This is written in loving memory of my beloved grandmother.
This one's for my father. Who means the world to me.