I know this might be a morbid topic or arb to write about...but I had to share.
This past weekend I went to the funeral of one of my exes...haunting stuff.I had met this guy in September last year and we hit it off immediately and the love was good but he had a roving eye and I couldn't take it so I distanced myself from him.We kept in contact though but the last time I saw him was before the Metro's in November,he was going there with his friends.Then last week I received a phone call telling me he had been shot dead and I couldn't believe it so I called his gran and she confirmed my worst fears...
I can't begin to explain the numbness I went through that whole night wondering what went through his mind as his life slipped away..did he think of me?..did he suffer?
The regret I have at not coming to visit him when he asked me to...the regret of not following my heart and telling him how much I loved him until it was too late and i wanted to touch his cold,lifeless cheek and kiss it in that coffin..I wanted to lay at his graveside and tell him how much I love him...but I won't ever have that chance again.
All I can say is Rest In Peace Lhose...
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