“It Wasn’t…it Wasn’t This Big, Huge, Dramatic Event, You Know? It Was Little Things. Tiny Moments

Light

You where the sun in my darkness, the torch to my pipe, the oxygen to my lungs,and the one to finally make my heart beat,you did so many good things for me in a world I thought was so harsh so painful and just hell for me. You made it into heaven your the one that made my life whole, complete, the one I knew in my new found heart would be there till my last breath to love me and hold me and keep the sun shining. No one ever touched me in the heart felt way you did and made me fill so much love. Then my world turned grey and in what seemed like a second went to fully burning hell. Know when I see you the sparkle in your eye is gone and so was my light know I'm worse off then before and even though your back it's so hard. I miss you when your gone but when I'm with you I'm angry I fill as if your not my sun your my darkness holding my sun prisoner. Till I explode which causes me even more anger not because e fight but because I fight with you. My light my everything it's like a nightmare I can't wake up from I just want to wake up to the sun I had and loved so much. But I'm so afraid she's gone for eternity or she will come back only to go dark again. All I can do is pray for her to come back or pray I go on to the next life for without sun I shall not grow anymore only starve to death looking for my light. And as bad as it hurts I think my only choice is to pray for the next life for I can't handle this pain any longer my heart has has almost stopped and will be completely in the following days💔😭

Changes

So tired of 2018 so ready for a new year new me and hopefully a better year then 2018. It's time for this southern boy to move on your either with me or not that's totally up to you, if not good luck and if you are you'd better step it up.

“As time goes on, you’ll understand. What lasts, lasts; what doesn’t, doesn’t. Time solves most things. And what time can’t solve, you have to solve yourself.”

— Haruki Murakami

Astronomy has proven that when you wish upon a star, you’re actually a few million years late. That star is dead. Just like your dreams.