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.
Monday, February 16, 2009
The Second Last Stop
We will make you comfortable before you leave. Not for your memory. But for ours.
your absolutly right. their gone and have no more sense of pain or bad taste or anytihng. its only for the living that we see them comfortable, that we can have that as our last memory of them.
We will make you comfortable before you leave. Not for your memory. But for ours.
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ReplyDeleteYou can try to..
ReplyDeleteBut it's not depended on us to make the sweetest memory that last
I sure wish so..
Why?
ReplyDeleteTo make you feel better?
To feel less guilty?
your absolutly right. their gone and have no more sense of pain or bad taste or anytihng. its only for the living that we see them comfortable, that we can have that as our last memory of them.
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