Monday, November 7, 2011

Wish

I wish you knew how I truly feel.

I wish you knew the day you stopped talking to me because you didn't know what to say... was a day of hurt and confusion.

I wish you knew how I cry myself to sleep every night. Hoping what you once said to me in the moments of friendship were really true.

I wish you knew that I am not a snob. I am climbing an uphill battle of low self-esteem.

I wish you knew that I think of you every day. Wanting to talk to you, but feeling unwelcome.



I do not wish... ever... that you might lose what I have lost.

Never.



You probably won't even read this. You don't even know that I exist.


I wish I had this a year ago to give to you...
http://www.slideshare.net/JOSHFoundation/dos-and-dontsfor-friends-of-bereaved-parents-3995619