by lovelost Mar 15, 2008
category :
Sadness, depression /
about death
I never knew you very well. You were hard to get to know for me. But now I can't help but dread what comes tomorrow, your funeral. I'll try to be strong and not cry, but I'm not sure how well that will work out. I'll try to be strong and remind myself that it is not your fault you left, neither was it God's. No one can plan when time can take a loved one from us. I'll always miss you. |