How I miss you.
I get so angry, you being gone, thinking how horrible it is that I don't have you anymore.
But thing is there are so many people who have such a crappy relationship (if you can even call it that) with their grandparents, and that's horrible.
And it's them I pity. Not me, because my grandma got to be my best friend.
Someone I told everything to. Someone who I knew would always be there for me and always tell me when I was wrong and always be a light in the darkest of times.
So while I sit here time and time again thinking how broken I am with out you, I know you were someone who gave me all the pieces I feel I've lost and I know how unimaginably lucky I was.
How I can't wait to see you again.
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