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 Jul 2017 woolgather
Twigzy
10th July 2017

To My Husband

As I watch your life, slipping away
We share all the things we want to say

We have time to reflect, encourage and love
To be grateful with warmth, to look beyond and above

We remember the good and laugh at the bad
And take time to listen and embrace the sad

It is a rich time, this time that we have
What has been, what is now, is what will be had

As your strength fades, and your eyes slowly dim
We look beyond the body you are in

When death approaches and your final breath taken
We know your spirit, will soar with elation

You will look at this world and say your goodbyes
And peace will take you as you pass through the sky’s

All the best for your journey
Your loving wife
My husband was diagnosed with terminal stomach cancer we only had a few months to say goodby and make peace. It was the richest time of our marriage
I'm afraid to fall in love, sad to say she was gravity.
Pulling over me.
To tell you I'm sorry.



I am sorry


                                              *I'm sorry
I Hope You Find Someone Who Appreciates You‬


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‪I hope he comforts you during your wretchedness. When you are frail and you feel like your world is about to collapse‬

‪I hope he sees the light in your eyes when you gaze at him; the way my eyes lit up when I looked at you.‬

‪I hope he holds your hand when you feel cold. Or when you are anxious. Or just simply hold your hand because he doesn’t want to let you go.‬

‪I hope he closes his eyes when he kisses you. Feel the magic in your lips and gallop in spark with every breath you make.‬

‪I hope he tells you goodnight. Ask how your day was and not let you sleep knowing you feel unwanted.‬

‪I hope he checks on you when you are alone. When you feel lonely and when you feel no one is around to give you warmth.‬

‪I hope he wipes your tears away. Choose you without dividing your good parts and your ugly ones. Choose you every single day.‬

‪I hope he appreciates you. The kind of person that you are. Because you are more than enough.‬
‪I hope he knows how to listen. When you are in a bad mood and would just like to rant. Lend an ear and assure you everything will be all right.‬

‪I hope he makes time for you. Put an effort to include you in his list of priorities. That he would actually go out of his way just to spend a moment with you and make sure you’re fine.‬

‪I hope he stays when times get rough. When it’s not only convenient. Because he really wants you in his life.‬

‪I hope he understands that you are flawed. You may be imperfect and needy at times, but you are so worthy of love because you give so much of it, too.‬

‪I hope he helps you understand yourself. Help you find answers to your “why’s” and actually enjoy every minute of it without having to make you feel like it’s a chore.‬

‪I hope he feels your excitement when you talk about him. Like the sun rises and sets in his eyes. Like he is the only thing that matters to you.‬

‪I hope he loves you exactly just the way you are. Not just because you are breathtakingly beautiful, but because you are you… Because I would have loved you.
I tried to be
I tried to be my self
I tried to fit in
I tried to make,
you satisfied
with my words
Just to express
how you feel
A feeling you could never show
Only through me
I tried to be
The last thing you could use against her
And now I am lost
Lost beyond anyone.
Why can't I make you all happy.



Said: The poetry
Thoughts of a poem in a poetry.
I just think words also have words for us.
I'm sorry.

For loving you too much.
For missing you.
I'm sorry, For wanting you everyday.
For always thinking about you before going to sleep.
For feeling upset if I don't see you.
For wanting to be your side.
I'm sorry for wanting to make you happy.
For wanting you to be part of my life.
For trying to make you smile.
I'm sorry for bothering you.
For dreaming about you everyday.
I'm sorry for replying quick as soon as possible.
I'm sorry for getting mad, jealous and sad.
I'm sorry for being just a simple game.
I'm sorry for thinking that you loved me.
For annoying you with my messages and calls.
I'm sorry for caring about you.


I'm just....


Sorry for every single mistake I made.


Goodbye.
Just for those who fail in love like me.
I'll tell you lots of stories
foretold and untold.
I'll sing you every song you wanted
like symphonies in lullabies.

And you will know,
I love you more
with each
beautiful day
that goes by.

I used to hold you tight
hug and kiss you too.
I love you very much
you know the same way you love me too.

I used to wish that
you could stay
My only girl all my life.
But God intended for
Our little girl
to grow up to be our daughter
in our fated life.

And that's why I keep
my promises
to fill the gaps of yesterdays
and to cherish every day
For tomorrow is another day
that i'm always afraid of....


For it would be such a lonely world for Me

without You.
She's a......... everything I could never imagine.
 Jul 2017 woolgather
David Cunha
Humans are capable of the biggest hypocritical ideas.
They don't do it on purpose
Yet we do it.

Some love others more than they love themselves.
Well, I believed I also did
Yet it is not quiet so.

Think well about it, I love until I bleed and even more after that!
Well, I believe in love more than most do
Yet, should I quit my dreams for it, should you?

                               Would I blow my brains out, would you?
                               Is this even a question you're allowed to make?

I believe, I've learn, I've seen
And love is learning to love another by learning to love yourself,
Love is synching your dreams with others' dreams,
Love is bending and straining to reach out to the other,
                                                      to share the pain
                                                      to lick the bruises
                                                      to laugh whole in harmony because you found IT
                                                      to be insane but never feel suicidal.

To love is to burn together
Not to blow apart for one another.
july 14, 2017
0:54 a.m.
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