coward

I didnt know it will hurt so bad.
I didnt went home early.
I didnt talk to her.
I didnt face her.
Even this morning before she left for her operation, i didnt have the heart or courage to get out of my bed to hold her.
I tried to call her at 11am.
She went in at 10.30am.
I am such a pathetic soul.
Later at 6pm, i doubt myself to whether i will even walk into the room to see her.
I dont think i can do this.
Not now.


This very moment, i need to cry.Not because i am weak.
i am sick of being sad. i mean it.