Showing posts with label Grief. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Grief. Show all posts
Thursday, 18 April 2013
Runaway Love
Definitions.
Runaway
A person who runs away, fugitive; deserter
Runaway used to mean escaping from my world to immigrate into another, one I'd created or another writer had.
Now I'm that runaway without the love, my mind is a runaway train and the only way to stop one of those is to either bleed the breaks or derail it, but physically, as I'm a human being those options do not apply, so what do I do? How to I stop my mind from working at a 'burn out imminent' pace?
Train of thought
Wednesday, 24 August 2011
I miss God
She's not here anymore. I'm barely here. Nothing means anything to me, and I don't want anyone to tell me to move on or tell me 'you'll be alright' because it's a lie.
When you spend 23 years of your life next to someone, protecting them, loving them, growing with them, learning from them, when they go, there's no filling the HOLE.
When you spend 23 years of your life next to someone, protecting them, loving them, growing with them, learning from them, when they go, there's no filling the HOLE.
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