havin trouble sleepin.....
almost 2 years.....
so much has happened
so much has changed
we have changed, yet you are still here with us...a constant presence, yet a void remains
i don't know wat inspired me to look through my old journal...but i did, and there remains the tragedy, there remains the words i wrote to convey the feelings i felt when you passed...and the tears welled up, the memories surfaced..but this time the memories...instead of being vivid and clear, were blurred and vague...that made the tears pour.as i read the memories of homecoming, halloween, and tribune that i have replayed in my head over and over again for almost 2 years...i realized that time is starting to blur the memories....while the concept and the idea are still in my mind and in my heart, the pictures are hard to make out.
and then i wonder what you have been up to...have u been growing up with us? maturing in mind, body and soul as we have? are you watching over us? do u remember? are the pictures in your head blurred? i desperately want to talk to you,to see you, to be able to rewind if only for a few mintues of a conversation..anything....
do we grow apart from the ones who leave us? or are we forever bonded and connected,and we can go on with the hopeful prospect of a reunion some sweet day?
God, do i miss you....
so much has happened
so much has changed
we have changed, yet you are still here with us...a constant presence, yet a void remains
i don't know wat inspired me to look through my old journal...but i did, and there remains the tragedy, there remains the words i wrote to convey the feelings i felt when you passed...and the tears welled up, the memories surfaced..but this time the memories...instead of being vivid and clear, were blurred and vague...that made the tears pour.as i read the memories of homecoming, halloween, and tribune that i have replayed in my head over and over again for almost 2 years...i realized that time is starting to blur the memories....while the concept and the idea are still in my mind and in my heart, the pictures are hard to make out.
and then i wonder what you have been up to...have u been growing up with us? maturing in mind, body and soul as we have? are you watching over us? do u remember? are the pictures in your head blurred? i desperately want to talk to you,to see you, to be able to rewind if only for a few mintues of a conversation..anything....
do we grow apart from the ones who leave us? or are we forever bonded and connected,and we can go on with the hopeful prospect of a reunion some sweet day?
God, do i miss you....