this is a dream I can’t be awake in this world because you are not in it I’ve searched everywhere but you’re gone today though, the dream changes I get to release a jar of hope to make your voice the loudest make your face come back to me oh so vividly like the first day we met that happy May lately, this dream gets so close to a nightmare because it has started to fade everything and my jar of hope is almost empty not enough to awaken me to see you in reality smothers me I gasp toward that life choking to reach the other side someone, please shake me tell me it’s over give me back my biggest loss hear my may-day
I was with you for a while every one of those moments I playback when I think of you when my heart is calling out for yours to hear your skin a shade of an angel hair…I remember its smell tucked close under my chin when you smiled the whole world became happy and those eyes they kept exploding my heart stretching it with love you are the best thing that ever happened to me a day that changed my life so beautiful and full of hope…and my daughter our bond and made up language only ours will be forever your laughter is what I hear the most, only it grows faint those days I miss you so much it kills me a little bit more reminds me how I am living with an empty heart with a box full of memories slowly losing what it feels like to have a pulse as the pages of my mind bleed ink disappearing the days of our lives together all I have left are these words to keep going
There is a saying in Tibetan, “Tragedy should be utilized as a source of strength”. No matter what sort of difficulties, how painful experience is, if we lose our hope, that’s our real disaster. – Dalai Lama
“There is a saying in Tibetan, ‘Tragedy should be utilized as a source of strength.’ No matter what sort of difficulties, how painful experience is, if we lose our hope, that’s our real disaster.” ― Dalai Lama