If you lose something that was apart of your life for so long, does that mean that you lose part of yourself with them? Or does the part that loved them still with you. I'd like to believe that that was the case rather than the first just like the next person...
But what if thats what changes us when we lose someone special.... It's the memory of that person. It's the remembrance of something that was special to you for so long...
Does it end with a few tears shed? Or years spent passing you by wishing that something could have been different? I'd like to think it is neither.
We long to believe that when we lose someone close to us, a part of them remains inside of us... But what if its the opposite way around? What if it's the memory of everything you had with that person that was there but is now missing?
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"Shroud me in your darkness, and let me become your Queen of the Night."