the bird known as sorrow.

when shes older and had more experience at this cruel horrible game of life maybe ill be that one memory she/ll have of someone nice loving her. maybe ill be that memory that makes her smile but shes not sure why. because ill be that distorted shadow in the back of her mind of someone who loved her. i have to let the last of the people ive loved for so long. go. i have to turn danielle away. and lock the angelina i knew in my heart. because ive sadly realized that the last time i seen them was probably the last time i will ever see them. and the same with debbie. and it hurts. to let go of people youve known for so long and been through so much with. but danielle let angel slip away again into tims hands. and i know neither of them will let me have a go at it. a go at keeping her safe. because it sounds ridiculous. but im more responsible then the both of them put together. and the baby i will never know. im sad. because i wont be there for angel when she is older. and prettier and smarter and funnier. than the 4 year old i hugged and kissed and held goodbye. my little cousin who seemed to love me so much. my punkette. my punk. gone. i guess it was bound to happen. i just put it off as long as possible.
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