Prolouge

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You never said "I'm leaving"
You never said "goodbye"
You were gone before I knew it,
And only God knew why.

There are no words to tell you
Just what I feel inside
The shock, the hurt, the anger
Might gradually subside
-Uknown

"I stood there at his grave weeping into a strangers arms. Remembering the sweet boy he was, and the soft kisses on my forehead when I was sad.
The secrets we'd shared. Thing's that now I and only I will ever know about him.
I leaned down letting the stronger leave and gave the freshly dug grave a good watering with my tears hoping that I'll wake up from this hell-like dream.
Wishing it would all end.

But this is life.
A game played by many.
Won by few.
And lost by most.

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