Sometimes silence is worse than words.
Often it's the thoughts which fill the gaps in between our speech which poison our minds, leave us to imagine, to create, to wonder.

I often wonder what you would be like if you were still here today. How my life would be different; how I would be different, better.

Harriet said she prayed for you today.

You loved me even when I acted like I didnt love you.
I'm so sorry; I miss you.

No comments:

Post a Comment