02.06/10.02
Title: Love Happily
© Abbie Layne
Dedication: Once again, Parker, this one's for you! Plus, I suppose I finally decided to write these in the spirit of St. Valentine's Day. Tho I do truly despise the day, not for the lack of a love, but for the detestable color choice! :oP I mean, c'mon, what's wrong with the world today? Hello, green and orange, the color coded key to my heart.
Love Happily
Some times I wonder. Is all this really worth it? The chasing and the search?
I've been searching too long, I think sometimes. I feel like I'm chasing a memory anymore. Something I used to know, but after all these years it's only become a false hope.
Now I'm the one that's lost. It feels different from this perspective.
I don't know how she does it. I had so much trouble with it. I hate to see her go thru the pain I know all too well. It really truly breaks my heart.
Her picture is all I have. The beautiful memory and hope.
Everyday brings an all new hope. I hope that today will be the end. I want to go home. I want to be with the family that I have yet to be a part of.
I miss her pessimism. Her little huffy tone when things don't go her way. The smirk when they do. She always has to be so right, I think that's what I miss the most. The way she likes to prove me wrong.
I used to sit and wait to hear the clip-clop of her tiny shoes in the morning. Now I wait to just see her words. They aren't much, but they're mine for now.
I hate that she's alone. But, I suppose she's not. She has such a wonderful child to keep her company. I only wish he was as much a part of my life as he is hers.
Sometimes I miss her so much that I can literally feel my heart break apart. Is that humanly possible?
When will this all finally end. I started it, and now I want to end it. I don't know how.
All I know is how much I miss her. And how much I want to see her.
I want to go home. Knock on the door. Remember the beautiful smile of surprise that will encompass her face. Tell her how much I love her.
I love her.
I want to live happily ever after in a fairy tale with the woman I love.
Title: Love Happily
© Abbie Layne
Dedication: Once again, Parker, this one's for you! Plus, I suppose I finally decided to write these in the spirit of St. Valentine's Day. Tho I do truly despise the day, not for the lack of a love, but for the detestable color choice! :oP I mean, c'mon, what's wrong with the world today? Hello, green and orange, the color coded key to my heart.
Love Happily
Some times I wonder. Is all this really worth it? The chasing and the search?
I've been searching too long, I think sometimes. I feel like I'm chasing a memory anymore. Something I used to know, but after all these years it's only become a false hope.
Now I'm the one that's lost. It feels different from this perspective.
I don't know how she does it. I had so much trouble with it. I hate to see her go thru the pain I know all too well. It really truly breaks my heart.
Her picture is all I have. The beautiful memory and hope.
Everyday brings an all new hope. I hope that today will be the end. I want to go home. I want to be with the family that I have yet to be a part of.
I miss her pessimism. Her little huffy tone when things don't go her way. The smirk when they do. She always has to be so right, I think that's what I miss the most. The way she likes to prove me wrong.
I used to sit and wait to hear the clip-clop of her tiny shoes in the morning. Now I wait to just see her words. They aren't much, but they're mine for now.
I hate that she's alone. But, I suppose she's not. She has such a wonderful child to keep her company. I only wish he was as much a part of my life as he is hers.
Sometimes I miss her so much that I can literally feel my heart break apart. Is that humanly possible?
When will this all finally end. I started it, and now I want to end it. I don't know how.
All I know is how much I miss her. And how much I want to see her.
I want to go home. Knock on the door. Remember the beautiful smile of surprise that will encompass her face. Tell her how much I love her.
I love her.
I want to live happily ever after in a fairy tale with the woman I love.