a wonderful time. Even though it rained and
our tents were filled with puddles. lol But it
felt like an ordinary summer weekend.
No thoughts of things amiss. No empty
feelings in the pit of my stomach. No tears
to cry. Just a good ole time.
Then I came home....
I dreamt of you all Sunday night. The dream
it felt so real. You came to my job to visit me
like you used to do. And I knew that something
was wrong. In my dream I knew you were sick
and you were gonna die. I was so sad in my dream
and I felt the saddness as I slept. We were together
laughing and working......it was nice.
I woke up and told my sister about my dream, the tears
streamed down my face. I had to goto my room. It felt
familiar. I sat on the floor and cried and cried and cried.
Then I played Maxwell and cried some more. It was
awful. I miss you dearly. I know you wouldn't want me
crying. You hated when I cried. But I can't help it.
I feel so helpless. So alone. Kim came in and saw me
tried to comfort me, but it was the hopless comforting the
hopeless. She said you wouldn't want me to cry. But she knew
how I loved you and how you were and always will be embedded
within me......
Love Forever 'n a Day.....
~Kamela :)
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