7.
Get home from the bowling alley. It was refreshing to just have a night out with the guys. I couldn't go much longer staying away from everyone. I was starting to lose touch with reality. Made myself some dinner and watched a little TV. I dozed off while watching my show. I dreamt that I was with my love. We were chilling in the living room just chilling. Like we always did. I felt so real. I thought it was real. When I woke up, the disappointment came back. I was looking around the room for her, but I remembered that she is gone forever.
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4. Sitting in my room after the service. Just sitting there in my thoughts. This pain is too much for me. What did I not get to do or say to her before she left. Did we get into a fight? Or did we leave the night as the peaceful couple we were. All the questions remaining unanswered. I should've driven her to work that day. Maybe she was too tired because I kept her up all night. I should've been there with her. But no, this is my fault. I can't blame myself for this. How could you go?
By Robbie Bale3 years ago in Poets
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