Cathy BestUNTITLED"Woe is me.""Whatever." declarations of "the end"? or symptoms of our eminent demise? seems it should be more than that, that it shouldn't end so easily, with no hope left. I have been loved more than most. I have loved with a depth few have reached. If this is really "it", I need to quit hoping for "one more moment". I have to hold on to the memories, take them away with me before they can be rewritten from a different perspective. I want to keep them beautiful so i can go forward, knowing in my heart that it was real for a very long time. I can't let them go, for if they are gone, my life will have been... will have been what? I can't finish that sentence. |