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, December 19, 2011
The Forest Of Stars
There's no point in me saying I miss you (I miss you).
To know someone here or there with whom you feel there is an understanding in spite of distances or thought unexpressed - that can make this earth a garden. -Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
*sigh* not much point in echoing back ... I do too (I do)
ReplyDeleteYes, I miss myself too.
ReplyDeleteI just needed to hear it ....
ReplyDeleteSadly this takes the words out of my heart.
ReplyDeleteWhy?
ReplyDeleteI'm right here inside your heart where I'll always be.
xo
Sometimes the things we do with no point at all, matters the most of all.
ReplyDeleteIsn't it so?
Don't say you miss me, too. (Please do.)
ReplyDeletei miss you too anyways
ReplyDeletenothing about my longing matters anymore.
ReplyDeletethere's no point.
ReplyDeletecuz you don't even care anymore even if i do.
To know someone here or there with whom you feel there is an understanding in spite of distances or thought unexpressed - that can make this earth a garden. -Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
ReplyDeletei miss myself being loved too.
ReplyDelete