Aug 27..My Dongie way

I  miss my Dongie...

I could hear his voice telling me..."come home Angel",,,

But there's no more home (he was my home for 29 years)..I am alone now..I do not have a place to call my own. I though I'd stay in this place indefinitely but...it feels like "doomsday".

The only person that ever loved me...well besides my dad is my Dongie. 

He was the only one there with me thru thick and thin ,,,thru all my adventures and misshaps in life..for 29 years..why did he has to go? where should I go now..

As I look back I do have a lot of guts coming here in Paris. Maybe because this is a good distraction from being in Florida seeing his memories everywhere. (crying now..ugh) 

Maybe I should just go home..but where is home??

Mae and Char are staying with her parents..I wish I could finance the place we're going to move in..but we need jobs first in order to move to a place.

It's true though...never trust anybody ...people always has an agenda..they need you for something..I wish I can say this..but this is what I had bitterly learned. I had worn my colored roses glasses for too long.

We are all we got..we are born by ourselves and we die by ourselves.


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