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Posted by on 2011/07/29 under Uncategorized

I miss your laugh most of all. The most mundane thing to miss out of everything wonderful you are.I miss you when something really good happens, because you’re the one I want to share it with. I miss you when something is troubling me, because you’re the one who understands me so well. I miss you when I laugh and cry, because I know that you are the one that makes my laughter grow and tears dissapear. I miss you all the time, but I miss you the most when I lie awake at night, and think of all the wonderful times that we spent with each other. I’ll love you till the end machan, and it sucks. It sucks to envisage a future where you’re not around. I never said ’til death do us part,’ I’m still married to you in my heart. We never got to travel the world, build our house and have those big bbqs we planned and we never got to be parents together. That sucks the most because we wouldve made such a good team. I’ll love you till the end. A line from my favourite movie when I was younger set up my whole belief system about what we had, and this is it for me : “We Live once, We Die once, We Love once and We marry Just Once.” I know who I am, and you loved me for it for I am no modern girl. But I’m also not one to grow old and raise a lot of cats in my solitude, as that old stereotype goes. Well, I’m gonna “get out of bed every morning…breathe in and out all day long. Then, after a while I won’t have to remind myself to get out of bed every morning and breath in and out….and, then after a while, I won’t have to think about how great and perfect I had it once.” And I’m going to help people darling. I’ll deliver babies in the poorest nations and all the while I’ll be thinking of you. I’ll love you till the end, machan.

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