What would you think of me now? Would you find me beautiful? Would you be proud? Or, would you be disappointed? You left before so many mistakes were made... If you were just somewhere silently watching, what would you think? What guidance would you provide? What I would give for answers to so many questions.
Like some potent form of wishful thinking, I long to believe you are up there somewhere. If only heaven did exist. It is a beautiful thought to picture you watching patiently while we all grow into who we are... patiently waiting for us to join you.
Maybe you have been watching her... watching her keep busy until she couldn't do it anymore. Watching her now as she endures each day only waiting until she can be by your side again.
I fantasize about god and heaven... some beautiful existence where everyone you care about, everyone you have ever cared about will inhabit one day. I find myself praying that I am wrong, that this is real...
Still I am left with the truth that I will never see you again.
Thank you all for looking,
Brandie
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