I couldn't feel my feet.
My hands refused to move, too.
The truth is, my body stood still, unable to move for some time.
We spoke that very night.
She did so well in hiding her pains.
Sounding so happy, laughed at every joke I told her.
She only did well by telling me, she missed me.
“I have missed this your teasing” were the last sweet words of her I heard before ending the call.
She made me promise to come visit her the next day.
I slept smiling because I love speaking with her before sleeping.
If only I knew.
I wish she told me that night, she was going through much pain.
I wouldn't mind finding my way to be with her.
To see her face, to see that her forced smiles.
Why didn't you tell me?
Now I am fighting in-between hating the fact that you didn't tell me and remembering your sweet nature.
You are my aunt that I love so much.
Your kindness, love, and care towards me was limitless.
I still love you despite everything.
And I miss you so much.
This is how i felt when i lost my aunty when she died of breast Cancer.
Thank you very much for stopping by my entry to Blockchain poets weekly prompt Sorrow