February 2012
I miss you. I miss you a lot.
I always thought that I wasn’t gonna be able to handle all those memories with you,if I ever tried to remember them. But then I did - and I though, “Damn. Those were the best memories of my life”.
The Cranberries / Dreams
I got up and said to myself, “I can’t spend my whole day in pajamas again”. And so I went and finally put some clothes on.
All I want is for you to be happy. Can you promise me that?
I’m just so afraid of how my day starts. How it should start,I should say. What I’m supposed to do when I wake up from the dreams I have with you. How I’m supposed to be strong. How I have to have the wish to wake up. How to get out of bed and hope that today will be a good day. How I wish it was. How I wish that you have a good day, too. That you know that I’m always thinking of you. And love you. And how much I just miss you. And just how i wish that everything was a little bit easier than it is. How do people just wake up and go? They go and live. I wish someone could teach me.
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I wish you a good day. Smile today,okay? Everything, eventually, will be okay. That’s what they say, right?