29/F/South Africa Words became a substitute of my pain. I learned to take a step when my feet was trembling and growth followed. I am Hope and I breath HOPE... 125 followers / 5.6k words
Either battles nor victories, Compliment neither condemnation, Not phone calls neither emails, Of satisfactory news either unlawful, Nothing of sadness either of happiness
As they upheld you, with their precious wings, I thought they will stop a minute, halfway through to Heaven, look at my fragile heart not ready to let go, Yet nothing.
Since you gained your wings, They now refer you as my past, Yet you are forever present, In my heart, In my thoughts And in our frozen reminiscences Of which each glance Stir the pool of Bethesda, within my eyes, every time.