I look in the mirror and see you. I take
pictures and I see you. People see me, and I scare them because we were twins.
I have rough days and I remember your kind words. At the end of it all you were
mine no matter what. You always told me we are all we have. When you made moves
I was right beside you. Now I didn’t always want to be doing stuff, but you
exposed me to so much. I am able to see so much. I really want you to be here
to yell at me, see your grandchildren and spoil all of us. No really, I just
want to go back to being cuddled up watching movies together. I see our last
moments together like it was yesterday. You just wanted to be here with me, but
God had other plans. You ran your race.
I love you. I pray
I make you proud. This life is so hard, but I am doing my best. I am just
me at the end of the day. Trying my best to accomplish something awesome.
In the meantime, I
will keep talking to you and hearing your comments about. Taking photos of us
like you are watching. You are here though right. Watching us grow.
Love you more than I probably ever told
you.
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