Wind
I've been waiting for this moment, all my life
I talk lots, almost endlessly it seems, about my past, and my memories, and my dreams. Those, and how often I forget them. How scared I am. But I, in the past, did not understand true fear. I understand it now. The issue, or, what happened, is that I really did forget. I forgot so much andd. And I just...can't believe it. That I spent so much time trying not to let that happen and it just. soo.. So much. So much. So much that I somehow only just now, just this hour, on this day, remembered.
I realized, as I remembered, and imagined, that I believed I'd never go back there. That I'd only ever be in new places. But I um. I hope that isn't true. I missss.. I miss it so much. I miss it so much. I have never missed anything more in my entire life. I would like to die there. I miss my hometown.
It's impossible if possible at whose blind word
So clear but so unheard
I have known, recently, forever, that I love the wind. I love the wind in a way I cannot describe to anyone else, and in a way I find hard to appreciate when there are people around. I just can't. But it makes me want to cry every single time. I just want to die. I have never been outside, alone, listening to the wind, and not wished I could die there. It is just so beautiful. I don't...I don't know. I wonder if I'd ever trust someone enough to listen to it with them andd um. and Enjoy it.
I've been waiting for this silence all night long
I remember it so well. How it smelled, and sounded, and where the sun was, where I was. I miss those parks and trails every day of my life, I guess, and I just didn't know until now. I can't believe I might never go back there. I have to I just. I need to go back. I have to be there again. I need photos and people or something I need to make sure I never ever ever forget ever again.
I just can't remember where it Actually was. I don't know if these places are still there. I don't know if I'll ever see them again. Or talk to the person who brought me there. Ever again
I miss my dad so mcuh. and the usmmer with him and going out and when he loved me so much and he cared and he was trying his hardest and i think he loved me i really do think he loved me and m aybe he still does