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It makes me sad to think we'll never be one. That we'll never do any of those silly, seemingly mundane things like eating dinner together or sitting down and watching TV.
I miss you all, I hope you don't think I'd forget you. I love you, I prayed so hard just to get you. Now you are gone. Not having you here has felt completely wrong.
Seeking solace in solitude I pine the days away Wishing for a better light To make me want to stay Around me war is raging Inside I'm lost at sea I need to find some peace I submit to...
"Jason!" that was it. The last word from your sweet mouth. I open my eyes and recall that dreadful day, the day that bastard took you from my life. Ronald Dowsey, local drunk.
He walks along the pavement In the deep, dark night. Everything brushing past him Yet nothing in his sight.
Black doesn't suit this happy place. Black draped where red always reigned. Sobriety hangs were laughs did. With a great china doll in a box. No black doesn't suit this happy place.
There is no existence left. I no longer belong.
Your hair's shorter now, thinner too. It once was black as a ravens wing. Now it's peppered with grey. Your face, always so youthful and full of life, now has heavy lines etched into your flaky skin.
The remains of my heart are nothing but matters of dust on the ground. You took every thing when you left me. My emotions, love, the will to live.
He stood at the edge of the garden and surveyed the sacred land. His worn out boots were deep in weeds, a worn out hoe in his hand.
My heart is finely splintered, I'm breathing shallow breaths, Every step you take from me, I die a thousand deaths.
My back against your grave My eyes scanning the stars My feet tapping to nothing much My fingers tracing my scars.
An old movie on the tv, A book in your hand and a cup of tea. A normal scene, I do admit, But on closer glance, it did not fit. Your skin was pale, and head tilted to the side.
Your empty room Now devoid of all That was you Spaces where your Personality used to be Patches on the wall From your posters Dusty corners All you left behind When you packed Your cardboard...
There is a young girl from across the sea, A beautiful girl from Tennessee As a story teller she excels Until one day her life derails A victim of the vicious C But she carries on with dignity And...
I'll miss you so much I thought of you as a friend. And I hope this life wasn't your end. You where so pretty with your blonde hair. And I bet you look even more pretty in heaven up there.
I'll dig you up from your roots, Then you can sing the blues. Analyze every note So that you keep in tune. If I dig you up by the roots, There's no way you can break.
I'm tired of being untouchable I'm not above the love I'm part of you and you're part of me Why did you go away.
I hear you strumming your guitar. Singing, humming "La la la." My eye lids heavy, watching in awe, At the amazing talent that the song bore.
I still remember that day in the ministry.
With a kiss, I say goodbye. And with a wave I bid. You a Bon Voyage. My dear sweet one, goodbye. How I long to see your smile. Waiting for me one day. You were an angel on earth. To be yet another.
#householdchallenge #paint He had to pause to catch his breath halfway up the stair. A rueful smile crossed his lips as he rested there. Cheerful cries from yesteryear go bounding past his knee.
Remember how with words I loved you I am no more of this world Only in dreams can I visit you I am wandering in the land of shades I kiss your cheeks through each tear of rain Age did...
Lay her body down. My love so beautiful that even death cries for her its sickly stain keeping the decay away. Tears fall from the sky as my soul pours from the mirror of our emotion. Can you feel it.