a snapper hedge lore and bet in vicissitudes that little wife arise up but a purse string prize here in the piazza today that change in her suit a bra fit
How long should I sit here and pretend that I haven't wanted to end it for 17 years? How long should I say 'I'm good' when I was just crying the bathroom ten minutes ago? How long should I stare in the mirror and say 'Maybe I'll cut my hair tomorrow' knowing deep down I won't go for the next six months. How long should I avoid the inevitable? How long is too long? How long can I look at this world, this society, and think that this is the type of world I want to live in?
I have been sitting, Waiting, Hoping, Praying, That you’d come back to me. You’d see that what you left behind is someone who was special. Is special. But I continue to pray, Hope, Wish, And sit Until you come back home. Where you belong.
A man. He sits in his chair. A king. He sits on his throne. A God. He sits on the clouds. No matter how high you sit. No matter how strong you think u are. There is always something bigger. Even in death there is light. Even in birth there is darkness. No matter how strong you think you are. No matter how high you stand. There is something greater
This is for all the people who think that they are the best. A fair warning you don't rule this world nor do you rule the next.
