The past week has been one of the longest weeks I've ever had. It made me wonder, is this how it feels like when you lose someone you love? As if time was suddenly on slow motion? Well, that's how I feel now.
I wonder when all this will end... I've been crying myself to sleep for the past five days. And it hurts me to think that my grandmother's gone. She was one of the few people who understood me, who loved me despite my imperfections. She made me be the person who I am today.
To be honest, I still can't accept the fact that she's gone.