Nostalgic

I feel like a child now sobbing, as I'm currently listening to Henry Mancini's version of Moon River, it reminds me a lot of things on the past, remembering my Lola, I used to grow up with her, my mom and her late siblings. I used to remember that what I'm feeling now was just like before, my early childhood, before my grade school I cried at the middle of the night when I heard old and mellow songs while thingking that I don't want to live alone and I don't want the people around me gone, especially my mom especially time.. that would seem so long ago very long those times when my age was just like our youngest brother now. I'm thinking that time is so cruel, why do things have to end, why do people gone, why is it that they'll just stay? It hurts and is unacceptable to me, I can't bear the fact of life now...