I can't help but feel death is stalking me I have lost some of the most important people to me over the past 2 years..
My granddad.. I can understand the body gives up with age and I know he is in a better place now with my nan 15 years apart was far too long my granddad was never the same person when we lost her I was young and couldn't understand he kept it together for his 9 grandkids. He was the grandparent I was closest too. He was the proudest when I became a nurse. He told everyone of his friends when he went out with them he was beaming with pride so much pride.. it makes me tear up thinking about it.
This was closely followed by one of my friends she had been diagnosed with cancer because of her age she was 23 they didn't find it until it was very late she beat it into remission but sadly 3 months after it come back more aggressive than ever. a girl so full of life its not fair she was an amazing person who could light up a whole room when she walked in. Sadly she lost her battle aged 24... I can remember her funeral if its true what people say when your important to someone she had over a 1000 people attend we couldn't all fit into the church... but she always knew how to fill up a room.
a year ago was my boyfriend I can honestly say he was the man I wanted to marry if he'd asked I would have on the spot we had this life planned out together we was meant to have our happily ever after.. we was meant to grow old together... he made things make so much sense... he got me like no one else ever could he accepted that I have walked through some dark places and come out dancing as he would say. I can remember everything about him... I remember our first kiss it was so intense I knocked a whole glass of wine into his lap.. he took it in his stride he made me float I could look a mess and he would still tell me I was beautiful. It didn't matter what I was going through he was there he kept me anchored to the planet he was my go to person when anything was wrong or when I needed a reality check. he gave me the strength to fight my demons head on.
He was killed by his friend who was drink driving he broke my heart my soul and my life the first two days I didn't get out of bed I laid there wishing I could wake up wishing it was a horrible dream its not a dream
I still have every text message he ever sent me on my phone and I still read them every day, I'm scared of forgetting how he smelt... forgetting his voice.. how his lips felt when he kissed my forehead every morning.
I knew the moment I met him I could never lose him.
but he's gone.. he's really gone... he's not coming back for me...
and I'm not sure I can live here without him...
if I could find him now we could leave this town and run forever...
Death is stalking me and I think I'm next...
My granddad.. I can understand the body gives up with age and I know he is in a better place now with my nan 15 years apart was far too long my granddad was never the same person when we lost her I was young and couldn't understand he kept it together for his 9 grandkids. He was the grandparent I was closest too. He was the proudest when I became a nurse. He told everyone of his friends when he went out with them he was beaming with pride so much pride.. it makes me tear up thinking about it.
This was closely followed by one of my friends she had been diagnosed with cancer because of her age she was 23 they didn't find it until it was very late she beat it into remission but sadly 3 months after it come back more aggressive than ever. a girl so full of life its not fair she was an amazing person who could light up a whole room when she walked in. Sadly she lost her battle aged 24... I can remember her funeral if its true what people say when your important to someone she had over a 1000 people attend we couldn't all fit into the church... but she always knew how to fill up a room.
a year ago was my boyfriend I can honestly say he was the man I wanted to marry if he'd asked I would have on the spot we had this life planned out together we was meant to have our happily ever after.. we was meant to grow old together... he made things make so much sense... he got me like no one else ever could he accepted that I have walked through some dark places and come out dancing as he would say. I can remember everything about him... I remember our first kiss it was so intense I knocked a whole glass of wine into his lap.. he took it in his stride he made me float I could look a mess and he would still tell me I was beautiful. It didn't matter what I was going through he was there he kept me anchored to the planet he was my go to person when anything was wrong or when I needed a reality check. he gave me the strength to fight my demons head on.
He was killed by his friend who was drink driving he broke my heart my soul and my life the first two days I didn't get out of bed I laid there wishing I could wake up wishing it was a horrible dream its not a dream
I still have every text message he ever sent me on my phone and I still read them every day, I'm scared of forgetting how he smelt... forgetting his voice.. how his lips felt when he kissed my forehead every morning.
I knew the moment I met him I could never lose him.
but he's gone.. he's really gone... he's not coming back for me...
and I'm not sure I can live here without him...
if I could find him now we could leave this town and run forever...
Death is stalking me and I think I'm next...