I remembered it hurt.
It hurt seeing him hurt
I remembered being angry.
Angry at all the people who made him cry
I remembered feeling proud.
Proud that despite the million things that broke him,
He only spoke of love and kindness
There’s so much more ahead of him.
He needs to experience the good, the bad even the ugly
He has to fall down once or twice to learn the lessons in life
He needs to experience pain, anger and grief in order to grow
I know that
And I know this.
I’ll be there.
Through every heartache
Every dark cold moment
I will never turn away
For there isn’t anything he can say or do that will make me love him any less
Nabilah Jasmine, KL.