ချစ်ရသောသူ တစ်ယောက်အကြောင်း
Happy Birthday.
Come to think of it I never wished you a happy birthday when you were with us.
Four years have passed since you departed and here I am wishing you a happy birthday.
How very ironic!!
Looking back we never spent any good quality time together, it was like we were passing each other in the hall and grabbing quick moments of “forced happiness” before we ran out of the door.
The worst thing was I even didn’t talk any decent of you on the day you left us behind, not that I knew it was your last day but would I have behaved differently if I knew?
I remembered having lunch with a dear friend of mine in Henley On Thames that day and I was telling her how shitty and irresponsible you were, and how you were binge drinking and that dreadful habit of yours will end your life and so on. And it did end your life much to my dismay.
I was selfish and I know that ill-talking of you, especially at your last moment, was an unforgivable act that will haunt me for years to come no doubt. It's a weird feeling — one that will eventually pass but one that is present all the same.
I hope and pray that you are in a better place now and who knows maybe it's just a matter of time before we meet again.