by Mr. Darcy
Nice rhyme and rhythm. |
The hardest, most conflicting question lays in evaluating how we live. What kind of life we lead. I know personally what it's like to only see and feel the darkness, and though I can't ever promise things will be okay or turn out fine, there's always a chance something may happen that can turn things around. |
It's funny, in a morbid way, how people who plan to die believe they can see tell the future about who will care and who will not, because, well,they will never know if they go, who misses them. They won't feel those broken memories, and aching hearts, and unforgettable loss. They won't stay to see the collatoral damage of their choice. No one really knows how many lives the touch, how many ripples they make. But I can pretty much guarentee, the number is bigger than they can imagine. "It's a Wonderful Life" gets that point extremely well. I believe you know how much I will miss you. Your mistake is in believing you can make that choice for everyone else. I am glad you wrote this. I hope, from time to time, you choose to keep writing. I love you. |