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Beloved

I always knew the day will come, but never did i imagine it would feel this way, neither did i think i will hurt as much, i still wish you would come back, I still wish i could see you, i pray to God that you are at peace that you are happy and rejoicing with the Angels in heaven, i know one day we will meet, in heaven. i just wish i can think of you and smile, remembering the time i had with you Even though i had wished, prayed and prayed for more time with you, i am grateful for the time we had together, the memories we made, I still cannot believe that you are gone, I wish the pain will stop, then guilt get the best of me I wish i could come visit you, if only heaven had an open day Then i laugh when i think of all the fights we had, cursing each other, because even though we fought but you were mine to fight with, i long to see your face, hear your voice and tell you stories, you were the only person who knew me, who understood me who never judged me, i was at my best whenever i was with you you were the light of my life, my star, my brother and my blood. You laid so peaceful, you seem at peace, i cried maybe for me more than you, i had to now use the past tense whenever i had to refer to you, Lord how i wished he would have stayed just for another second, or a minute, just so i could say GOODBYE. Goodbye is indeed the saddest word, i wish you could at least tell me that you you are okay, that you are happy or that you miss me as much as i miss you, i always knew the day would come and yet never realized it will be now, I Hope and pray the memories we shared provide me with strength to keep going and staying alive if not for me but for you I know you are looking down on me, i know you are smiling you are now with your creator, I will never forget you.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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