I didn't even think that someday I would be talking to you, but at the moment I have got no one who can hear me.
I must admit you are really addictive. There was a time when I thought of getting rid of you but with time, I changed. I started admiring you for the infinite wonders you hold within. But, perhaps I was a bit late in realising your importance. The ups and downs you made me experience was just out of this world and definitely, this is what made me more than a living being, an individual. I have cried out my heart and laughed out my lungs. Though laughing seems more pleasing but the tears were also no less than jewels.
My endless fights and heroic friendship, all just appear wonders to me now. I remember when I fell on that concrete. Those three stitches, oh my God! They made me feel like hell and I wished I was dead. But honestly, I would like to live it once more. The breakup that made me feel, I no more belong to this world is something I would like to feel again maybe. My parents, my siblings who were always a headache to me, to them I wish say, "I need some more headache!" But as I said, no one can hear except you my dear life. I have heard them saying that they will remove me from ventilator tomorrow as I am "brain dead", I guess that's what they call it. Mummy was sobbing and papa gave approval with mountainous load on his heart. People have gathered around me with flowers. I wonder why I didn't get them while I could actually admire them.
Dear life, can't you be with me a little longer? Because I don't wanna go. Please stay.... (Life is a precious gift. If you have got one, then live one) .