It's been about two months sense God finally decided to take me to heaven, I've been content and happy. Up until resently I realized that even heaven crashes, and it fell on me. I can't begin to tell you how I feel, nor am I about to take the time out to write anything.... I'll say this, every breath I've taken after noon today has hurt more than any gun wound could... Even now its hard to stop the tears but me shedding hasn't stopped the pain and now its no different. I won't talk, I won't cry, I just won't.... If I do I'm afraid my soul and heart will shatter. I'm suppose to keep those close right?
My heart shattered a bit, and my soul just feels cold.
Would you want them?
I didn't think so.
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