Ghosts of Christmas past
Memories yellow and fade.
Haunted and forlorn.
© big D 2014
“I hate you for all the years I 'll have to live without you. How can a heart hurt this much and still go on beating? How can I feel this bad without dying from it?
I 've bruised my knees with praying to have you back. None of my prayers have been answered. I tried to send them up to heaven but they 're trapped here on earth, like bobwhites beneath the snow. I try to sleep and it's like I 'm suffocating.
Where have you gone?
Once you said that if I wasn't with you, it wouldn't be heaven.
I can't let go of you. Come back and haunt me. Come back.” ~ Lisa Kleypas
“Something was bleeding… and something was broken. It was my heart… because I had to leave you.”
― Kimberly Brockman, Raven
“Is it ghosts that truly haunt us, or the memory of our own mistakes that we wish we could undo?”
― Laura Lam, Shadowplay
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1 comment:
Diane
What a beautiful picture. As long as your son is in your heart he is with you.
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