I am a mess these few weeks.
I messed up so bad that I only look for things that can distract me from this mess I'm already in.
I sleep. I watch movies (basically I stared at the tv). While my mind process nothing. It keeps sending signals to my eyes to produce tears.
I managed to keep it all hidden till my mom starts talking. The kinda talk that breaks the wall I build.
My brain can't process everything she said except for,
"Whatever happens, I will always love you. Whatever happens, I will always be your mom."
She's my live. My heart. My e.v.e.r.y.t.h.i.n.g. My MOM.
She takes me as I am even I am at my worst. Thank you Ma.
And Thank you Allah, for such gift. She's definitely irreplaceable.