14 Sundays (101 Reasons Part 2) English

14 Sundays

Prologue

I don’t know what in particular, 

but there is something in the air that made me feel her.

Was it the sudden brush of the wind?

The sudden shuffling of the leaves?

I looked up in the sky.

Thinking…

Constantly thinking if she’s there.

If she’s happy.

Does she still remember?

Does she miss us?

The same way we miss her?

I just wanted to see her so bad.

There are so many words left unsaid.

So many things left undone.

So many feelings left unexpressed.

How can she die so soon?

She just turned eighteen.

I think about her day and night.

What if things were done differently?

How can one move on?

How can you forget someone who gave you so much to remember?