Metamorphosis Of Life

Sometimes I don't really know the difference, do I still miss you or I think I should miss you? Somehow, I listen to love songs and read blogs about missing someone, you will be the first that pop into my head. I don't really know is it because the blog authors share the same predicament as me, broke up and moving on, but yet at times still miss the feeling of being love, the memories shared, the smile, the kiss on the forehead, the shoulder which seemed to fit your head perfectly at the moment. I am not sure if I was brought back to the past, of missing you, influenced by the bloggers, who word my every feeling for the first 5 months and perhaps till today so perfectly and so true. Perhaps, it was just perception or dejavu back to the feelings I once felt. But as of this day, though I am not sure if you are the one I miss or the past, I can proudly say, there is no more heartache, sadness and sharp pain in my fragile heart. Is this enough to prove to myself that I have left my past? To me, at this moment I guess it is enough. 

Trigger of my emo-ness and missing Mr. Ex :

"I miss you. I miss your eyes. I miss the way you look at me. I miss the way you smile. I miss the way you can always make me laugh, laugh until my face hurts. I miss the way you look at the world and the things you say. I miss the way you hug me tight and rub my back. I miss the feeling of my head on your shoulder and I miss snuggling tight. I miss the way you sigh, and the sound of you heartbeat. I miss that tension when we sit next to each other, or when we stand close together. I miss the way you make my heart skip beats when you put your hand on my shoulder or brush against me. I miss those jumpers, those boots, those glasses. I miss your laugh and the sound of your voice. I miss how shy you are. I miss the way you never judge me and how you always understand. I miss the little things and the bigs things, but basically, I miss being near you."

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This could have been Mu u relaxing, but this is not her

It is amazing how a small soul can touch so many lives and pulled people closer to each other. Today, a kitten named Mu Mu ( which i decided to call her Blackie in my previous post) pass on, peacefully in the arms of a beautiful affectionate lady. Mu Mu had fight well to live. Though we only knew each other for a short time frame, and the closest contact I have with her was when I held her to be fed, she thought me to be more accepting towards cats.I cried, when I saw her stiff body in the box, eyes closed. I did not expect myself to be attached to her, but I knew this day will somehow come. I got to thank Mu Mu, for bringing us closer, for making a small difference in my life. I still do wish to hold Mu Mu in my arms, fed her and put her close to my chest, another regret.I could not bid her farewell. Mu Mu reminded all of us again, that life is brief and we should not take things for granted and do what we dream of doing. Do not be drown by misery, do not be drown by negative emotions, life is too short to spend time on negative emotions! I truly believe that MuMu is a lucky kitten for having 4 souls loving her and caring for her. She too in return bond the 4 souls together, helped us understand each other a little better.

May you rest in peace Mu Mu in the arms of our creator.Your short existence in this world has brought joy and warmth to at least 4 souls.

Life is too brief for anything else but love and positive dreams. No matter how small you are, you can touch another life, we are all connected.