I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
The Things That End
Mourn what you lost. Celebrate what you had.
All things come to an end. Just as all things come to a beginning.
The end must come, I get this, I mean I really get this; but I don't want his end first or so soon. I would have rather gone long before him... so why didn't I?
The end must come, I get this, I mean I really get this; but I don't want his end first or so soon. I would have rather gone long before him... so why didn't I?
ReplyDeleteYou have a kind heart.
ReplyDeleteYou know how to use your gift.