"Hey sweetheart, your friends are here to see you. They've come to see how you're doing. They're so pretty dear. You've always had good taste"
...and then I just broke down and cried.
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Its been a week now. Exactly a week. And as much as I want him here, I know its best for me to just let go. I admit, its difficult when so much reminds me of him. But nothing I think, do or say will bring him back and I might be coming into terms with that.
And for you Jon, I've learnt how to play Amazing Grace on the piano.
"Well that was his gift. I really don't know what I'll do in his position but I feel that what he did was amazing. When everyone else was breaking down, he held on so they would have somewhere to take refuge. So that when they need a shoulder to cry on, he can be the one to offer it, to be one less worry."
jue*how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me.
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