As the 2 weeks anniversary rolls around, I pray for more strength. It still seems like just yesterday, I was sitting here on a Friday after sending vibes all night long and then, instead of hearing good news, I heard something that sounded like a bomb, with several little bombs later. Something that seemed oddly familiar that I had heard before and had somehow seen in a vision but I tried so hard to deny. It just seems like such a bad dream that I hope to wake up from but I cannot seem to awaken. Two weeks later, it is actually my reality, my sad reality...a reality that I cannot seem to heal. A reality that no one understands why it hurts not even the culprit, no one except me.
It's not really about winning. This time it's about understanding why this keeps happening. It's about understanding what really happened, was it meant to happen, what was I supposed to learn from it, is it bad that I totally regret it? Did I totally imagine it? And if I didn't, am I imagining the connection we have now.
Two weeks have passed by and I am still here...waiting for some type of answers.
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