Christy
I could sleep with my eyes closed cause my mind was at peace, but yet I keep thinking about him, I'll give any to speak to him again and hold him in a short hug. The last time I saw him he had tubes connecting him to a heart monitor, drips and more. I hated seeing him like that but the simple thought of having him free from THEM was reassuring. It hurts me to know that he'll never forgive me but I'll stay positive, he was my first love, he helped me discover myself and break me from the bandage of sorrow, he gave me reasons to forget about my father's death and move on.
Three good weeks had past and Elie was out of comma, it was a good news. I had to retreat to my room, I couldn't bring myself to go and see him, what I did was terrible!
I grabbed my guitar and tried to play a song, I love poems and yet I'm going for medicine, I don't really understand myself, I can be weird at times.
"My soul belongs to you.
My spirit, mind, and will.
I'll forever sing your praise
