stupid movie
You don't know what death looks like until it is thrown at you.
You don't know how you are going to react until you view it.
You don't know what it means to love someone until they are lost.
Death comes, death goes.
Death takes, death leaves.
When you are young and you break up with the 'love of your life', and
your heart breaks into fragmented pieces.
However, if you had truly lost the love of your life,
your heart would have broken into tiny shards never to be mended.
Your friends and family may try to comfort you and console you,
telling you everything will be alright,
you can move on...
But somewhere deep inside of you,
in the pit of your stomach,
you know a part of you will never be alright,
a part of you will remain broken forever...
Sure, there will be good times,
times where you are laughing and having a great time,
but, then you return home,
you return to the life you once shared with your love.
But, he is not there.
He is no where to be seen...
Sure, you can see his image,
smell his aftershave,
picture his beautiful silver hair,
feel his hand in yours...
You can remember the way life was,
the happiness you shared,
the arguments you fought,
the life you loved.
But all of that ended,
all that remains is memories...
Never again will you be able to hold his hand that sealed the vow of everlasting love.
Never again will you be able to care for and worry about his happiness over yours.
Never again will you be able to kiss his sweet lips of mint Chapstick.
Or recall the times you shared...
His breath stopped,
His beat ended,
His body ran cold.
Your life together on earth ended...
Now you are left here,
lost;
broken;
confused;
lonely.
Words are of no comfort.
Your world has fell silent...
Your life has become meaningless...
Sure, you love your children and grandchildren...
But they cannot replace the love of your life...
They cannot comfort you the way he did...
They are a joy brought into this life because of the union of you and your love.
But you watched your will to live be sucked away from you.
You watched him lose strength.
You watched him lose his breath.
You watched him take his final whisper.
You watched and you held onto him until the last pulse of life faded ...
You held his hand until it ran cold...
You cried and asked him to wake up,
You yearned for him to throw his legs over the side of the bed and jump up and hug you.
You yearned for his life to return...
But it didn't and the seconds ticked on...
The minutes drudged by...
The hours crept un-endearingly slow...
Darkness faded to light...
But, Life as you knew it ended.
Where would you go now?
What can you do?
You wished you could have faded with him,
You wished you could have gone together.
But, no, he always had to be ahead of the game,
And you were furious at him for it this time...
How could he leave you here?
Why did he leave you here?
You were supposed to leave together,
Not separately.
Now, each day passes,
Each sunrise happens and each sunset fades...another day comes and goes.
You find yourself sometimes counting the hours to your death...
Counting the minutes to when you can see and hold your love again.
For, in this life, you witness loved ones come and go,
But, it isn't until you lose the love of your life do you know what it is to yearn for death.
You don't know how you are going to react until you view it.
You don't know what it means to love someone until they are lost.
Death comes, death goes.
Death takes, death leaves.
When you are young and you break up with the 'love of your life', and
your heart breaks into fragmented pieces.
However, if you had truly lost the love of your life,
your heart would have broken into tiny shards never to be mended.
Your friends and family may try to comfort you and console you,
telling you everything will be alright,
you can move on...
But somewhere deep inside of you,
in the pit of your stomach,
you know a part of you will never be alright,
a part of you will remain broken forever...
Sure, there will be good times,
times where you are laughing and having a great time,
but, then you return home,
you return to the life you once shared with your love.
But, he is not there.
He is no where to be seen...
Sure, you can see his image,
smell his aftershave,
picture his beautiful silver hair,
feel his hand in yours...
You can remember the way life was,
the happiness you shared,
the arguments you fought,
the life you loved.
But all of that ended,
all that remains is memories...
Never again will you be able to hold his hand that sealed the vow of everlasting love.
Never again will you be able to care for and worry about his happiness over yours.
Never again will you be able to kiss his sweet lips of mint Chapstick.
Or recall the times you shared...
His breath stopped,
His beat ended,
His body ran cold.
Your life together on earth ended...
Now you are left here,
lost;
broken;
confused;
lonely.
Words are of no comfort.
Your world has fell silent...
Your life has become meaningless...
Sure, you love your children and grandchildren...
But they cannot replace the love of your life...
They cannot comfort you the way he did...
They are a joy brought into this life because of the union of you and your love.
But you watched your will to live be sucked away from you.
You watched him lose strength.
You watched him lose his breath.
You watched him take his final whisper.
You watched and you held onto him until the last pulse of life faded ...
You held his hand until it ran cold...
You cried and asked him to wake up,
You yearned for him to throw his legs over the side of the bed and jump up and hug you.
You yearned for his life to return...
But it didn't and the seconds ticked on...
The minutes drudged by...
The hours crept un-endearingly slow...
Darkness faded to light...
But, Life as you knew it ended.
Where would you go now?
What can you do?
You wished you could have faded with him,
You wished you could have gone together.
But, no, he always had to be ahead of the game,
And you were furious at him for it this time...
How could he leave you here?
Why did he leave you here?
You were supposed to leave together,
Not separately.
Now, each day passes,
Each sunrise happens and each sunset fades...another day comes and goes.
You find yourself sometimes counting the hours to your death...
Counting the minutes to when you can see and hold your love again.
For, in this life, you witness loved ones come and go,
But, it isn't until you lose the love of your life do you know what it is to yearn for death.