Letters to my other selfIt's hard, it really is. It hasn't even been a week, and yet it feels like a fucking lifetime. I really like being friends with you, but sometimes I feel that we'll never be able to get back to how it used to be, and it scares me half to death. One minute you have the next four years of your life planned out, and the next, you have nothing. I know it's my fault, and I know that I should be sorry. But maybe it was inevitable...I would have rather done this now, when I feel completely numb toward you, than later, when I felt hatred or disgust.I'm trying to make this work, but it's hard. Saturday changed a lot of things for me. I know you said you were sorry repeatedly, and I know you meant it, but that's going to be on my mind for a while now. I never thought anyone could make me so angry before in my life, but I also didn't thought that a perfect thirteen-month relationship could come crashing down
The Saddest SkyOn the beach sat a girl,So innocent and kind,Right next to her mother,Who held a wise mind.The young girl looked up,Watching the sky,Dark storm clouds were gathering,And they started to cry.She turned to her mother,And quietly said,"Mommy, why does the rain fallFrom the sky to my head?"The mother looked downInto her daughter's inquisitive eyes"The sky is sad," she said,"And that's why it cries.""We have lead it amiss,So it opens its eyes,We have shamed it entirely,So that's why it cries.And like the most watchful of parents,The sky sees us do wrong —We lie, cheat, and steal,So the sky sobs the saddest song."
We Did it for LoveWe've gone so far,We've gained so much,The future, nowIs not beyond our clutch.The days have flown by,Months turning to years,We've gained our courageAnd forgotten our fear.All now seems possible,Our powers unfurled,We all can do anythingWe can all change the world.We cry and we comfort,We love and we fight,Yet we'll never forgetThose who have shown us the light.So as we all stand here,Swaying side to side,There can be no denyingThat our eyes are not dry.There are many people we've known,And even more we haven't met,But it is those that have touched usThat we will never forget.