Sunday, November 7, 2010


My mouth goes dry & tears start to flow. My arms become weak & my heart drops. I'd often imagined this day. Imagined what I'd do when they told me you were gone. But nothing in my wildest dreams could ever come close to this. It feels as if I'm being held under water fighting to come to the surface & not winning. It feels as if my entire world has fallen apart & I don't have the strength to pick up the pieces & go on. It feels as if they don't know what`s going on in my mind & in my heart, & that's cause they don't. They could never imagine your life meant this much to me. They say remember the good times, but I can't. The good times are what I miss the most. They say enough crying; life goes on. But it doesn't. Just let me be alone, with my tears, with my heart ache... with myself.

you can’t quit who you are: its a lifetime commitment or nothing.

This thing that you thought was the worst thing that could have happened turned out to be the best thing. that thing that didn’t looked much like help, turned out to be help

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