five years.....

it's been five years since my loved one left me, i don't mind when people asked about her but i hate to see their faces turn guilt when i told them the truth. seriously, i really really don't mind people talk about her or ask about her, there's nothing to be sorry actually. today i start to think about her, this happen once in a while. I miss how my family used to be so happening, i miss homecook food badly, i've been eating outside for these years, i never got to learn how to cook, she's gone when i intend to learn. i miss everythin about her....how i wish i can turn back in time so that she can receive treatment earlier, i kinda hate it that i inheritate her character to hide about almost everything, thats y her illness got worst, i kinda hate the words she said on her death bed that she already gave up on herself....