Journal Entry # 157 – My Daughter Read a Text From Me!

Patience is bitter, but its fruit is sweet. – Aristotle 

Just a Monday Moment

Admiring you from afar is like staring at the stars; beautiful to look at, yet too hard to reach.

A Heart to Live, Not to Love

Sometimes, I think my heart breaks without telling me
Like it’s trying to feel something it once did before
Though, if I allow myself to give in to its longing
I’ll go and break it even more

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Grave Turn

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I’ll stand that day,
at the foot of your grave.
Just past the last of those who cared.
My presence will be for a moment,
give a second for each stolen year.
A prayer, I will bring only one.
Cold eulogy from a son.
Not because I have lost you.
No…because I have forgotten you.

Journal Entry # 135 – Never Give Up!

Never give up on something you can’t go a day without thinking about. – Winston Churchill

Heart Attack

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You broke my heart once more.
But, it’s OK.
At least it felt something.

I’m Broken

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By the ocean,
before the night.
I broke, from missing you.

Lonely Heart

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It barely even beats.
Doesn’t matter though, now.

Given this heart…
only to stare at strangers,
thinking that for a life’s blink,
that stranger could have been you.

I tired of being wrong.

 

Like a Dream!

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Your heart is like a dream. Once I awaken, everything disappears.

Ashback # 2 – That Afternoon…

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We played and played. Dad, at your service, what game shall we play next? You couldn’t get enough of me and I couldn’t take my eyes off of you…that afternoon, together.