once upon a time, there was a girl-a very good girl but good or not, everytime she woke up she was sad you see, she didnt want to be here anymore but not by her own hand-she wanted God to take her and that made her bad
from birth and the years that follwed, there was always a cross to bear she was so very tired and didnt know what to do except sleep these crosses were so heavy , they ****** everything good out of her and she was ashamed to admit that she just didnt care
her dad told her that she was special and in heaven she would have the biggest wings But not if she leaves before she is supposed to, he said hang on she always believed everything her said but she began to gather her things
she made a will and made her wishes known down to the littlest detail-she made picture collages to pass the time she sold all the treasures she adored throughout her days because she knew her son would throw everything out with no reason or rhyme
her few friends and her family began to think and fear her faith was always so strong-her favorite word was BELIEVE but her faith was fading before their eyes and they didnt know how much more she could take losing her son was the one thing this strong girl just could not bear...
You were the type of person who loved dancing in the rain. Laughter and the smell of daisies followed you everywhere I don't think you owned a sweater that wasn't oversized You would leave pressed flowers in all of my books, and I still find them today I never would have imagined how terrible life without you is If only life came back to people who deserved it, people like you. No one except for me knew that behind the daisies and the oversized sweaters, you were hurting You wore the sweaters to hide yourself You were ashamed You never wanted anyone else to hurt, so you spent your time fixing others instead of yourself I tried to help you but I failed And I hate myself for letting you hurt I know I musn't dwell on the past, but it's hard when that's the only thing keeping you alive is my mind
It's been a week when he decided to surprise me with his goodbye... It was 7 in the morning.. I didn't expect to wake up feeling lost.. not able to utter a word.
He asked me to just find someone else like I'm someone who he can just give to anyone..
The reason for ending the relationship was because he will be moving far... and he said that is the only way he sees to save us both from the hurt that the distance would cause.. he said if he happens to cameback next year and we're still both single we might get back together..
He doesn't want me to wait.. but I'm more than willing to wait for him... idk until how long I can wait, but I'm more than willing..
GOD I WANT HIM BACK.. I MISS HIS TOUCH, HIS KISSES, THE WAY HE MADE ME FEEL.. I MISS THE PERSON I AM WHEN I'M WITH HIM... I MISS US.. I MISS HIM!!!
I just wanted to post this... I would probably be doing posts about him.. until when I can't wait for him any longer.. or if I'm blessed enough I will continue until he comes back in my arms..