i got a phone call..i missed the first call..a message came in,i was awoken by the message..i instantly dialed the number..yes,i could see this coming, no one ever called with good news early in the morning,when you're supposed to be in your dreamland..good news could always wait until morning..
first call..was it,he was fighting for his life which was seemed like already at the end of the line..
this is the time,when you clasp your hand and wishing there's no second call..but thing ain't always go as you directed it to..i lost him
the minutes he knew i was home, he would give me a phone call...Lisz ,come over,i'll cook you something..Lisz,is there's anything you feel like eating..
he liked to cook and he was a good cook.. he was that kind of person..RIP uncle,may God bless you..you'll be missed..
i wish i could be with them,i wonder how she's doing now,my cousin..i lost two uncles within two months..
Life is just like that..
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