September
Friday 7 September 2007 photo 1/1
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I miss the feeling of rain upon my face. I miss the feeling of your arm round my shoulders. I miss the time when my life was not such a maze. I miss the time when i thought that you'd get older. I hate that you said "I'll be there at your wedding, even though i'll be 80 I'll sit and watch" I hate that you'll never hear the things I'm saying. And I hate that I have to miss you so goddamn much. I don't know if you ever knew how i would take it. I don't know if you're any proud of what I do. Perhaps you just thought I was old enough do make it. But though I have grown I still don't have a clue. Please someone tell me that this won't last forever. Please tell me that there's a heaven and that it's true. Plese tell me that I'll walk through that gate of silver. And tell me that, on the other side, I might meet you.
Annons
Visa toppen
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