What will I do 5 years from now?
For whom will I cry in my sleep and why?
My grandma died 5 years ago and lately I have those childhood memories dreams, where I go back in time, enjoying the summer holidays with my grandma in a tiny village, eating her lovely food, playing in the back garden. And then I realise I'm not a fearless happy child anymore, I'm an adult who wants to go back in time, stay there and never ever grow up.
I wake up while crying, I love her so much and I miss her so much, and I'm so ashamed I wasn't there on her funeral, I try not to hate myself thou, but I know I'm an ungrateful idiot.
Mistakes which you can never correct, think twice before you make a decision!
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