It is still beyond me how things can be so easily taken from you. Just like that; gone, gone forever. It's not that sudden, because you knew it was happening, but you never believed that this would happen in your life. You sound selfish, saying this, but it just doesn't make sense. Gone forever, and it didn't seem like the right time.
What now? You "move on". Right. Because that is so easy. Just move on, write all that you thought would be out of your life. Because that is so easy.
Be with me, talk with me, play with me, joke with me. Sit with me. Cook with me. Just be.
And there we have it. Gone.
How is one supposed to "move on" when moving on had such emphasis on certain things. You honestly cannot "move on". You have to change things. You need to change all of your plans. And, even so...let's face it. It's going to be second best.
Let's talk truth:
I'll never have what I want.
I'll never really be what I want.
Maybe I'll be what was wanted.
But, hey, I'm selfish.
And I just won't ever have what I want.
So...here's to life right now.
And here's to death later.
Maybe then will things be at peace.
Love, love always.
Always love, always love for you.
I love you, always.