Bibi

"Please be stronger than you ever have. Do not falter. At this moment, I really need your strength," I whispered at him with quavering voice through the phone call when the clock stroke to the midnight. I was crying bucket of tears with a box of tissue next to me. My voice was shaky and I whispered at him again. "Be strong for me, I need you at this moment." I am ill. Perhaps it is because I decided to stop my medications without the doctor's advice, perhaps it is because I held it for too long, or perhaps everything seems to be against me when I am weak and fragile. Or perhaps my wish for someone in my family to notice and validate my feelings is still there. I have no idea which one it is.  When they seem to be drifted away from me, you are there for me. You listen and you care deeply, you notice and you coax me, you stay and be there for me. Every words coming from you, wash my heart from the pain that I have carried for ages. The pain might come again, but y