little children sit by the beach every sunday...
spade in hand bucket of sand...
a master piece is born and a grin from cheek to cheek...
a sense of belonging to tat object jus created....
seashells for windows corals for drapes.....
even mom and dad came to stick some junk....
finally the colossal building comes to life and your first sand castle is born.....
u sit and absorb the awwwww of ur first creation.........
den comes the rain n a moment of euphoria turns into a puddle of mudd...
tat feeling of ur heart cracking a sudden shot of pain shoots up ur brain and u feel like ur gonna burst any moment.
thats when the first teardrop starts to form and u can't hold it in anymore.......
u burst.......
thats how i felt when bear and i were holding each other close at the departure gate......
i miss her.... *sob sob*
but we promised to stay strong for each other and quit smoking... i hope u all quit smoking too not for me or bear but for urselves... as much as u love me i love u too
hang in there i'll be home soon,
moo
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