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|I know you're there but I can't feel you|
May 22, 2017
I wonder if I stand here every day for the rest of my life if it will sink in. As I arrange and rearrange the flowers and tut at the drooping flower that just won't stand straight will I ever know that I've accepted this.
Will I ever drive past the cemetery without feeling like I should go in, only to drive out again feeling like I've been nowhere.
Will I feel comforted every time there's flowers from someone else knowing that you weren't alone. You're so alone. I'm so alone .