Growing up I accepted the life I was given, always knowing that something was missing. Not with who I was as a person, but deeper from within.
My heart kept on telling me something was not right and that I should never have given up the fight because I know God does not give us things we always ask for. Instead, God makes us work and pray, but God will never ignore. For what I aske…
You know how much I really loved you with so many reasons, but rules: if they say that what they said before, and I must hear for twice, I would have to go then I’m gone!
You should have known so much it hurt me… :)