It's really hard these days... no, he's not dead... although it basicly feels like he is. No one in my family really knows how close we were... still are. Each day it gets harder. I know I may never see his face again, feel his embrace again... and that hurts the most.
I read somewhere a while ago, something that I wouldn't have understood back then, but I do now... it says:
"You were given two eyes, two ears, two hands, but only one heart. The other one's meant for you to find."
I found it, I know I did. We gave eachother our hearts, and just like that, we were torn apart.
I'll never forget that goodbye. It was the hardest thing I ever had to do.
The flashbacks haunt me every night, they're like night terrors now. It's almost impossible for me to listen to a sad song (or one that reminds me of him), without crying.
I don't know *shrugs*... just had to get that out of my system... yeah...
The song's name is "Stay". Yeah, me and my sad songs these days... gotta hate em, huh?
Puma, Mira & Art © Me
Stay © Miley Cyrus