Hmm, How do I put this?
I mean can you really say it nicely?
I just don't want to offend you, really.
I wish there was another way to say it.
How do you even broach the topic?
Do you just start talking about it?
Maybe I shouldn't say anything at all.
That's probably proper.
But I really feel as though I should say something.
I really ought not.
There has to be someway of saying it.
It's really not a nice thing to talk about...
On second thought I think I'll wait.
Yes, waiting is what we will do.
Until the time is right.
Yeah, when the time is right.
That's when I should say something.

How those we care about must feel so neglected !
For we live our lives like a rambling whirlwind, and only the whispering tail ends brushing past through theirs momentarily reminding them who we are, and how much we mean to each other, this whispering wind that softly rustles through the bulrushes and reads making sweet music from nature itself is no less important than its great big brother, but if we slow down we can hear their sweet music if we'd just listen,
Make time for those you care for! Even if it's just a quick hi or a silly joke let them know you there and haven't forgotten!
Before our lives are gone and and we just memories to be blown away by the whirlwind TIME !


I CARE !
YOU MATTER !
YOU ARE SO AWESOME !
I MISS YOU !

Finding yourself in life is an amazing feat. Not all people find themselves in their early twenties, most go to the grave without finding themselves. It is a disgusting reaction of hatred, jealousy, and arrogance that people show when you find yourself. To think that I am the happiest I can be and yet society continues to tell me what's wrong with me. What's wrong with me is YOU.

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U nwelcomed pain and
I  nevitably welcome the
C omfort 
I  t offers
D ecline
E verything that hurts

A nd remember only the
N ice 
D reams she had before she

R ests
E ternally and
G ratefully in the comforts of her
R emains on
E arth.
T his day doesn't end without a good bye.