Thursday, February 21, 2013

where


Like the shattered glass that can never become whole again. I can't get my mind away from searching for where you rest- I forgive you yet can't forgive myself... Wasted time. We could have laughed some. Maybe found common ground. Who knows you might have liked me. Maybe taught me how to like myself. My soul will never heal. My heart aches for what feels like will be an eternity. How can I find a way to forgive myself and be OK. Damaged. Where can I find peace- I need to know where you rest.