HITOMI
Holding a bouquet of chrysanthemums, birds chirp from the surrounding trees at the cemetery.
The sound of my breathing and the soft warm wind brushing by allowed me to reminisce those times when Madelein came to my rescue.
One video call away and I could bawl my eyes out, feeling a lot better later on after being able to vent out and hear her soothing voice.
Even after she had married and years had continued to catch up to us, she never changed.
The enthusiasm and excitement evident in her voice and her face were always a welcome greeting for me on our random video calls and catching up.
The plans we had and the adventures that could have awaited when we met again after having kids and exchanging tales about our journey of motherhood had turned into nothing but ash.
"I'm sorry, Maddie. I wasn't there when you needed me the most. I failed as a friend. I hope you can forgive me."
