Who Knows What Could Happen
Today, could be your last. Tomorrow could be your last. Let's face it, any day could be our last day. Any minute could be out last minute. Any moment that you spend with someone, could be the last moment you ever spend with them. What would you do if you knew it would be the last time you see them? How would you say goodbye? Would you make up for anything you have said or done that was out of place in the past? Who knows what could happen. I learned the hard way, never to say anything you don't mean. When I was 13 or so, I told my uncle that I hated him, and then I prayed he would leave. What I said hadn't quite set into my mind, I knew what i said, but i didn't realize what was going to happen 3 days later. He was killed in an accident when he was working. The last words I said to him were, "I hate you." But I didn't hate him, I loved him. I loved him with more love than I could love another. Now he's gone and I can't tell him. I can't show him that I care, and I can't ask for his forgiveness, I miss him. And I'll never forget him. I can't. My aunt has found someone else, and it upsets me. It feels like he's trying to take my uncle's place. I miss my uncle, but my aunt and my cousin need to be happy, so i have to let go of this feeling. Everytime i see my cousin, i hear my words running through my mind. . . It kills me. Watch what you say when you're angry. Who knows what could happen, tomorrow.
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Ashlee Ryder