I thought it would be a good idea to try and write goodbye
but i was stuck when I realized there were too many lovely things to write about.
and not enough words invented yet to say them aloud.
and i know there are a number of things wrong with this,
but i really don't want to fix it right now.
i don't feel like doing anything but sitting upside down
but trust me, when it comes down
to having the choice of being right..
или protecting you, I'll be wrong every single time.
Because it's just who I am...
but i was stuck when I realized there were too many lovely things to write about.
and not enough words invented yet to say them aloud.
and i know there are a number of things wrong with this,
but i really don't want to fix it right now.
i don't feel like doing anything but sitting upside down
but trust me, when it comes down
to having the choice of being right..
или protecting you, I'll be wrong every single time.
Because it's just who I am...
OK so i was walking down the street...all alone...in the rain...not happy but not sad ether...when suddenly I ran into a магнолия tree!I don't know how I didn't see it...or why it was in the middle of the road-but it was there and when I looked at it I saw it was the biggest магнолия I had ever seen;it was absolutely GINORMOUS!it to be at least as tall as a skyscraper. I couldn't even see the top.Now what is the easiest way to get past a tree? Go around it of course! but when i looked there was a wall!Two walls!on ether side of the дерево that prevented me from passing(again,how didn't I see this before?)It was not an ordinary
Стена ether,and must have taken allot of work to build because it was as tall,or taller than the tree!so I was stuck with a магнолия and two walls
what was I to do?turn back?I had come too far!so knowing this,what do Ты think I did?What would Ты have done?
Стена ether,and must have taken allot of work to build because it was as tall,or taller than the tree!so I was stuck with a магнолия and two walls
what was I to do?turn back?I had come too far!so knowing this,what do Ты think I did?What would Ты have done?
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 =,[
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R&R
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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!!