Sorry
As the three of us entered the car, I sighed in relief that it was finally over. Machiko (BT) gave me a pat on the shoulder and Ryo (Bear) was at the driver's seat. Then my phone rang, it was Mariko (Subaru), she asked how the trial was going, I told her that he was charge for Child Abuse and we won and she congratulated us on our success. I ended the call and I received another call, but this time it was Mimiru. She was quirky as usual then I ended the call as well. We've won, and now my dad is behind bars there's no way to him to hurt me now.
Although, I felt a strange sadness within me, but I don't get it...I'm free now, he'll never beat me up if he's in prison, I'm free...but his sadness still remains. Machiko asked if something was wrong but I wasn't paying any attention. I was deep at thought then I came to me. "Uh, Ryo...could we go by the cemetery?" I asked. "Ok...sure..."
I walked up to a grave with the marker under my mother's name. And from that moment...it all came out...
In life nothings certain
You'll never know when it'll happen
Some burn out while some fade away
It doesn't matter we're heading that way
If I had the time
I'll spend it with you
Time gets you old and weary
Like a lifeless ordinary
Some burn out while some fade away
I don't want you to go
I want you to stay
If I could turn back the time
I'd spend it with you
I want you to know
Even though you're gone
That I'm drowning in tears
I wish you were here
And hear me say
Believe me, I'm sorry
Feels like everything's undone
Peace of mind still I haven't found
And time will heal those broken mends
I know it will come, but when will it end
I want you to know
Even though you're gone
That I'm drowning in tears
I wish you were here
And hear me say
Believe me, I'm sorry
I want you to know
Even though you're gone
That I'm drowning in tears
I wish you were here
And hear me say
Believe me, I'm sorry
I dropped down on my knees with tears, I forgot all about the promise I made with my mother right before she died: "No matter what happens…don't hate you father for anything he does to you, what ever he does…he's still your father…"
"Thanks for everything…Mother…" then I stood up, wiped my tears and faced them "Let's go home…"
(This was just a story that just wanted to be written. Long live Pinoy music!)
Sorry – By Cueshe