• I hope.

    by  • July 26, 2011 • * Safe for Work *, Thinking of you • 0 Comments

    Three years.

    Three painful, trying years of loving you with everything I had, until I realized you would never feel the same way.

    I could be angry, scream, fight, throw things, be moody, but…

    I hope you’re happy.
    I hope you follow your dreams.
    I hope you have an amazing career.
    I hope you have a close family.
    I hope you live somewhere amazing.
    I hope you have good health.
    I hope you have amazing adventures.
    I hope you cry when you need to.
    I hope you feel wanted.
    I hope you’re brave.
    I hope you stay strong.
    I hope you don’t stop believing.
    I hope you keep of sense of humor.
    I hope you find an amazing girl, and marry her.
    I hope you keep making music.
    I hope you dance whenever you can.
    I hope you have a shoulder to lean on.
    I hope you dream sweet dreams.
    I hope you never get hurt.
    I hope you get the cupcake with the most frosting on it.
    I hope your daughters never like Twilight.
    I hope you embrace the rain.
    I hope you never stop trying.
    I hope you stay patient.
    I hope you keep being sweet and kind.
    I hope you travel to everywhere you want to go.
    I hope you fall in love.
    I hope you read good books.
    I hope you live life to it’s fullest.

    But, most of all, I hope you remember me.

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