Yesterday, lost my precious, my dear.
My carelessness and taking-things-for-granted-ness came with a big price tag. I do not blame anyone for this, and I am not feeling angry for bad thing happened to me. Took it easy and calmly. It only shows that I’ve grown into a more mature individual. Well, it happened, what’s the point of keep dwelling about how and why it happened? Move and look forward is what I should be doing now.
Feeling is sinking in…… Am feeling sad that I lost it. I loved it so much and although I complained, I wouldn’t trade it with anything else. Now it’s gone, gone forever. Missing it dearly.
I am in big dilemma now…… Replace my baby? Have a new one? Or wait a little longer?
So sweet of Andrew to comfort me that I “did not wish for it to happen and it was all an accident”. Sigh……
If only I could be more careful…… If only there is “if only”.