Sunday, 4 August 2013
09:59:50 PM (GMT)
They say that when someone you love dies, that they'll always be in your heart.
But I don't want you in my heart, I want you here with me, hugging me tight and
holding me close.
I miss sitting with you talking about how garden gnomes came alive at night and how
you would always get up early to see them while they were still walking, but By the
time I woke up they would always be frozen in place again.
I miss drawing for you
I miss drinking tea with you
I miss reading with you
Your ashes in your urn have spread like the tears on my face did when I found out
about your death. I love you. I wished I had a chance to say goodbye before you left
me on this earth. I want to be with you, but I know you want me to continue living,
and I respect that.
I'll live for you.
((I hope you enjoyed reading this, I needed to write a poemish-thing about how I miss
my great grandmother that's passed away recently )) ((please don't steal this from
me I worked hard in it. Thank you ))