If I die today, I'll be thankful.
I will not question God, why.
No one expected me to reach this age anyway.
Maybe those years were enough.
To be honest, I can't see myself in the future.
And I always feel like I'm on the verge of dying anyways.
Maybe I'll regret not seeing everyone I love as they grew older. As we.
But then, I just feel dead already.
I feel like I'm living pointlessly.
I'm grateful for the life that I had, the life that God has lent me.
Thank you for letting me live with the family I'm in; I love them so much.
Thank you for letting me meet a lot of people in my life whether they were good or bad.
Thank you for letting me meet the person that I love right now, so that in my last years I felt what real love was - unconditional.
And I apologize for the times that I will not be here with all of you.
I wish I could stay.
I really wish.
I tried.
Believe me this time, please?
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Whims
PoetryMy random thoughts daily, writing to avoid being engulf by my sanity. If I stop writing, it means its the end for me.