Anxiously I tried calling,
"Sister, sister… ah… little… sister…"
Tears streamed down my face, I could not understand, she was food! Why am I crying like a crocodile?
I mean she is gone and I am just feeling things because of memories.
Another scream followed by another boom, this time I heard a masculine laugh, the power that surged this time seemed to pulse.
Trying to trace it I truly felt her presence this time, "Sister…" again I called out to her softly, repeating it once more just to be sure.
"Sister…"
The words were a moan, why… Why does my heart hurt?
I clawed at my chest, hands creeping up to encircle my neck tightening to prevent the anguished cry that threatened to escape me.
Then crawled
Why do I ache?
Why… "WHY?"
All this time I was running around being tossed like a f*cking salad by different men... Ended up marrying those men and boom!