Nov 2015
I'm not ready to say goodbye
I'm not ready to watch him die
I'm not ready to hear I surrender and amazing grace flood my ears and fill my eyes
I'm not ready to go buy a black dress, wear to church, look my best
I need to add waterproof makeup to my list
I don't want to stain grandpas cheek with one last kiss
I'm scared, I'm crying
I'm loosing you, but a part of me is dying
I'm having flashbacks from when we played "the claw"
I see me and Allie hiding behind our door as you lurk in the hall
I see you thumbs up me every time I leave
I don't want you to go yet I'm not ready to grieve
I'm losing my best bud, "big fat moose", "your not so bright "
It's okay grandpa, you've fought your fight
I'm not ready to watch him die
I'm not ready to hear I surrender and amazing grace flood my ears and fill my eyes
I'm not ready to go buy a black dress, wear to church, look my best
I need to add waterproof makeup to my list
I don't want to stain grandpas cheek with one last kiss
I'm scared, I'm crying
I'm loosing you, but a part of me is dying
I'm having flashbacks from when we played "the claw"
I see me and Allie hiding behind our door as you lurk in the hall
I see you thumbs up me every time I leave
I don't want you to go yet I'm not ready to grieve
I'm losing my best bud, "big fat moose", "your not so bright "
It's okay grandpa, you've fought your fight
I'm having a really rough week.
My grandpa is about to pass away, next week or even sooner will be his last. He's my favorite person and I've been at the hospital everyday. I cry on my own and write to let it all out. Since I was little we've called each other best buds, and we have such a good relationship, I lived with my grandparents for a while when I was younger and I've always just been super close with them. So this really hits me hard and I'm scared. Bad things happen to people, and now it's happening to me, and for once I need someone, I need support, I need hugs that I can hold tight to and be able to cry it all out.
My grandpa is about to pass away, next week or even sooner will be his last. He's my favorite person and I've been at the hospital everyday. I cry on my own and write to let it all out. Since I was little we've called each other best buds, and we have such a good relationship, I lived with my grandparents for a while when I was younger and I've always just been super close with them. So this really hits me hard and I'm scared. Bad things happen to people, and now it's happening to me, and for once I need someone, I need support, I need hugs that I can hold tight to and be able to cry it all out.
