keep us eyeing out for whats and ifs and buts and maybes
I’m not okay, not at all.
The truth is, I’m missing something. The thing I loved the most.
The face I wish were in the front row right now, the brother I’ll never get back.
So what do I do with that? What do any of us do? Besides lie.
This is what I believe, right now, in this auditorium, there is someone who is with you, someone who is willing to pick you up, dust you off, kiss you, forgive you, put up with you, wait for you, carry you, love you.
So while everything may not be okay, one thing I know is true, you do not have to be alone.
if you cared. you would know.
dont know why