I never thought reality would hit so hard,
one day your here with us,
the next your back in the hospital.
I thought it would be just like last time
and you'd be back at home again.
You kept saying you'd be alright,
though mom said you may not make it.
I know we never got along,
but you were still my Grandma.
I didn't want to believe it.
'Cause you were doing so good
and I wanted to believe,
to believe I'd have you home again,
but that didn't happen.
Now as i change the position of our beds
reality slowly sets in.
Now sitting here with mom,
cleaning out the closet.
I start to cry silently,
'cause reality is hitting so hard.
Reality of never seeing you again...
I never knew clothes held so many memories.
Good and bad.
Now thinking back I remember,
how we used to say we were going to put a
motor on your wheelchair.
I remember when Bubba bought you
that thong as a joke in 2005 on your birthday
and how I gave you that red dress,
I so wish you could have had a chance to wear.
Reality is hitting so hard.
Sitting here crying as I put your clothes in a bag.
I wish you were here 'cause
the reality of never seeing you again is starting to hurt.
We may have fought a lot,
I was a teenager in the hard times and we didn't agree on much.
I still miss you and the reality is just to much,
but, maybe and hopefully your with God and there's no more hurting for you.
But still the reality hurts...
I miss you Grandma.
~hey guys this is for my grandma who passed away a month ago so lemme know wut u think~
