August 17, 2011

You're everything.

Every time you walk past me, I can’t breathe. I think of every moment with you. Sitting on the park bench watching the sunset talking about the future. I remember how you would smile, then I would. Seeing you made my day.

We used to stay up all night talking about love, life, and faith. We used to be focused on what was important. Then drugs took over your mind. You lost sense of self. You were there, broken into pieces I used my life to try to put together.

But with everything I had nothing worked. You never believed me when I told you, you really were amazing. I meant every word. But what I failed to mention, was how much I loved you. But now that I think about it, I’m pretty sure with every moment, you could tell. I wish you would point that gun at me. I can not see you fall.

When you hit the ground, not even the Lord, can bring you back.

You’re worth more than nothing. To me, you’re everything.

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