I know I was not an easy person you had to deal with when it came to that big decision. And yet, it happened.
With one BIG hope: I do hope that you'll be happy.
It doesn't matter that your own must sacrifice the time. It's alright if your own have to share you. It's alright. We will manage. Oh, wrong. We have to manage. For that one BIG hope.
In time, in my own ways, I know what lies beneath all that so-called happiness. It doesn't come easily. I know it never does for everybody. But particularly in your case, I just can't help it.
I know.
I watch.
I feel.
My heart sees.
You're enduring the struggle for the love you want.
I'm enduring the pain watching your struggle.
My heart, then, cry.
2 comments:
I dont exactly know what happened with the characters of this poem or post or whatever, but i can actually feel sad reading it. Me? Feel sad? Mmmm...
what else is new, eh? :-)
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