breakfast today is lionel's favourite, roti prata. eating the food that he likes, i recalled how adorable he was murmuring 'prata' and making it into a song while he's still asleep. i wished i could hear it again then and laugh at how adorable he was.

prata.. prata.. prata..

sundays without my love around me feels so much more empty. i'll usually feel rather upset on this last day of the week because that would be the end of my rest. instead, i felt kind of relieved today. relieved time has passed faster, relieved that it's bringing him back to me in no time.

i just heard his voice again, and all my armours broke loose. nothing surprising from me, but i seriously thought i would be able to hold it there. well.. or should i say at least this is how i wish to be.


i'm not ready for life without you around, do you hear me?