noel
You were the love of my life. You were my everything. You were my present, my future, and my forever.
And now you're gone.
You gave me no warning. Reminded me that very day how you would always be there.
And then you shredded the heart that I had happily handed to you. You clipped me out of your perfect little picture like I meant nothing.
If that is what this sick twisted world calls love, then please. I no longer want a part of it.
We never really come to appreciation for the littlest things in life. Or, I suppose, the biggest things in life. We are thankful for health and love and riches. But, as weird as it may sound. The thing most dire element of life is life itself. Yes, it sounds very redundant as a statement. But there is some sense to be understood behind the words. And, as people, we never seem to really be enlightened by the redundancy of statements such as these. I surely didn't. It wasn't until I was gone that I realized how wonderful life really is. It wasn't until I had "poof"ed out of existence that I realized it was existence that mattered the most.
In the grand scheme of things,e are all but little ants traveling a well ventured path. We go throughout our lives trying to find a purpose. But after it all, we end up fertilizer in the ground. How desolate.
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