Why it had to happen

I was told
"One day, you'll look back. You'll know exactly why it had to happen."

I thought I will remember every single detail of the accident.
I thought I will be traumatized

I was traumatized, for about a week,
and then I just started driving again.
Not because I'm not scared, or I'm brave, but...
because I had to.
public transport in Malaysia is such a pain in the ass.
I had to!

I can't remember every single detail of the accident.
I can't remember the speed I was at.
I can't remember the moments before the accident.
I can only recall fragments of what happened before the crash.
The car skidded, spun, and overturn.
and the next thing I know, I'm strapped into my seat, upside down.
and blood came purging out of Tim's mouth.

Why us?
of all the cars travelling, I'm still wondering.
Why us?

and, why it had to happen?