Journal: I wish.
-------------------------------------------Mood: Sniffle...
the memories of a time...
when the were my family, when the screams of many youthful girls would fill the halls of an afternoon.
where weekends were all about movies music socialising and sleep...
lots of sleep.
the one who know the me that i used to be...
i try to think back and remember but it seems distant..
4 short years ago...yet...4 long years ago
to see thier faces and to hear their laughs to go back to the lonely nights staring from my room amongst many more.
the mornings you wish you could just get that last few minutes of sleep. the frost that builds on the windows and the warmth of heaters though the tartan wrapping i had been cloaked in. the buzz of the dining room where the younger girls would serve and clean up after older wiser and scarier elders. notices and reminders echo across silence.
oh to go back.
My girls. to see them grown up to see them as they have changed to remind them that i still think of them at night and i still wish.
wish i could take it back.
wish i could go back to those days.
wish i had not have said goodbye.
wish i had not sranded them.
wish i was back in the fading memories.
a tear for the way i wish it was.
oh to take it all back and to not have left them behind.
...Created 2008-03-09 06:27:07 [ View Past Journals ] [ View as Blog ] |
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