right. ohkay. my best friend is dying. but in some way i knew it was going to happen. through my poems :S yu may b like urgh heres a fuking fake goodbye but please im not joking! HELP ME! :'(
ohkay, i wrote this poem a день before my frend started Актёрское искусство weirdly and another a день before she found out she had pancreas cancer.
poem number one:
Closest of strangers,
Time takes it's toll
Keep close to your loved one before they can fall.
No еще of the laughter
Only the clock ticks away
Ever so slowly the thread shall fray
Ever so slowly.
Ever so slowly.
Ever so slowly their smile fades away.
poem number two:
Nearer and nearer death comes along
Through the path where it doesn't belong
Don't waste your time
Keep close and shine
Be there until their Smile is long gone.
:( im not faking, PLEASE tell me what is happening to me. :( i gtg Livane's waking up.
ohkay, i wrote this poem a день before my frend started Актёрское искусство weirdly and another a день before she found out she had pancreas cancer.
poem number one:
Closest of strangers,
Time takes it's toll
Keep close to your loved one before they can fall.
No еще of the laughter
Only the clock ticks away
Ever so slowly the thread shall fray
Ever so slowly.
Ever so slowly.
Ever so slowly their smile fades away.
poem number two:
Nearer and nearer death comes along
Through the path where it doesn't belong
Don't waste your time
Keep close and shine
Be there until their Smile is long gone.
:( im not faking, PLEASE tell me what is happening to me. :( i gtg Livane's waking up.
I look at the old photographs. It kills me to see him smile. I've only heard about him. I hear he would have loved me. I hear he was nice. I hear that he was a good dad. I hear he was an okay husband. I hear that he would have made a good grandfather. It's not fair. It kills me when my dad talks about him. My dad сказал(-а) one of his last words to him were "Dont miss me when I'm gone." Those words run through my head. день and night and keep me up thinking of him. Why did he have to go? I pray he's okay and fine in heaven. I pretend he's still here. If only he were ... I miss him....
I guess he's just....
Hard to Let Go
Dedicated to my grandfather I miss Ты ... even if I never met Ты =,[
Далее journal entry coming up in few please
R&R
Thanks!!
I guess he's just....
Hard to Let Go
Dedicated to my grandfather I miss Ты ... even if I never met Ты =,[
Далее journal entry coming up in few please
R&R
Thanks!!