But it's not getting easier.
Each day is harder.
It's one less day that I have with him.
He's leaving.
I don't know when yet,
But he is leaving.
I don't know what I'm going to do.
I don't want to grow up.
I don't want to move on.
Things are moving too fast.
I don't want to have to play catch-up.
I want to lay down in a field watching the clouds, without caring about anything.
I want to be happy,
But it seems like that's the hardest things to do these days.
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