I am sorry

Touching the letters that marks the spot where you lay, a drop fell. Not aware that it came from my eye, I pushed it out of the markings. I looked above then closed my eyes.

Another tear-drop fell.

This time, with the realization that it was mine as it rolled down my cheek. Instinct caused my hand to reach for it and wipe the tear away. I looked at the finger that made contact, it glistens with wetness. Upon looking at my finger, I remembered your coaxing words as it used to calm my emotions. Every line, every word, every phrase, every comment, it never fails to pacify the turmoil I'm feeling.

As I stand before the grassy mound where all my fond memories of you rest, I can't help it but to feel remorse. I never meant to be so cold and distant. God know's how much I wanted to reach out and be your friend. But in doing so, it caused you even more pain. I tried and tried, countless of times. But still, I cannot seem to touch you. That's when I decided to stop..

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You thought I never cared. You thought I never listened. The reality was, I just don't know how to react. How to say "thanks" for all the lessons you've taught me.

Little did I know, the "end" was near..

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Now I understand why you felt that way. Now I realize the pain that I've caused. It might be too late to say I am sorry, but I will say it anyway..

I am sorry. I am sorry. I am sorry...

Now I stand infront of your grave, pleading for forgiveness..

I am sorry. I am sorry. I am sorry..

Mom.