I sure do miss the little talks that we used to have, when non one was around, and it was just you and me hanging out. I think we could talk about anything, and I still talk to you, and I pray you can hear me. The last couple of nights, haven't been good, you were on my mind more than usual. I wish, everyday, that I could turn back time, and I still pray to God and ask him to please let you come home, yea I know how silly that is but i guess it's just the mother in me, I MISS MY SON!
I hate counting the minutes, hours, days, weeks months that you have been gone, it's not fair and I wish I could change it.
Right now, I am working on something, I don't know if it could be called a poem or what, but I do anything to try to bring some kind of peace, but so far, nothing works, in the end you are still not here, and in the end it is still somebodies stupidity and still someones fault. I always tried to teach you kids to not hate, so I hope God can forgive me because I HATE the bastards that let this happen to you. And yea, I know, everyone says you are in a better place and I know that's true and they say oh you are here in spirit, but I want you HERE....NOW.....
I really miss you Michael, and I just pray that you know that.....
I love you, Son
See You When I See You...
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