Friday, January 2, 2009

.: Eyes closed :.

And I'm back in time.

You’re going to switch schools.

I smiled, nodded and did my usual stuff.

The next morning, as I looked outside the windows of the school bus with beads of raindrops trickling at the sides, I asked myself …

Why is the sky crying?

Only then I realized, I'm crying with it.

The idea was unfathomable. No amount of reasoning was enough to alter mum’s decision. Dad tried to console me, to no avail.

They have their reasons.
~ Then why won’t they tell me?
Because we are kids.
~ The sky is crying again.
Don’t cry with it.
~ I can’t.

8.44am Malaysian Time
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