Thursday, August 5, 2010
Good Mourning, Sweert Heart.
Sometimes now i can think about you and i smile. I worry about wether i will get to talk to you again & often wish you would come to me in my dreams. Why don't you? Even if there is no I, as such, the illusion would be beautiful. . Everything is loaded with meaning or none at all. Music is different now. I feel a little bit guilty when I don't think of you for a minute. People have done what they can and continue too, but i am not sure I wan't to go on without you. Domestic life won't be the same. You were home. I am sorry to report that your family is still being mean but i am trying to love them. I know it was your biggest hurt that they didn't "see" us, but your Mum did tell me about the conversation in Singapore.
My Little Shadow. I miss you. xo
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