Be gentle with your words. They burn. I never forget, I just set them aside.
I never had to deal with the first broken heart because Justin always understood it was him and he had to leave me be. I never had a chance to tell him how he impacted my life. Now JS still calls and texts when something is on his mind but ignores me. I don’t get him or his mind or emotions. And I never will. Die in my mind, please…I beg you…just leave me be.
Whenever I am down or feeling ill, I can recall the one time I curled up on your bed as you sat watching television. I laid there in fetal position next to you and your arm around me with your hand on my back. You didn’t ask what was wrong. You didn’t smother me or try to make me feel better. You knew that one hand was all I needed and your warmth. I will always have a place for you in my heart because you were one of a kind. May you rest in peace Justin Dean McHan.
I must say it’s heart wrenching realizing the person you love has a problem that cannot be solved. I hope for the best, but I cannot always be there. Watching those moments tears another hole in my soul and I have no strength to look you in the eye.
My Lucas :)
“you used to love me when I would sit at a bar with my hoodie on acting like a hard ass, you were so proud of me then.”
“you look so cute all cuddled up with the blanket over your face”
“I love you but I don’t deserve you”
Kind of makes you think about the things you don’t hear when you really are asleep…
So I finally have been taking photos, but i just uploaded them on to my laptop…procrastination at it’s finest.
Here’s Whiskey in Port A. for her first beach trip!!