I never really knew what my life would hold.
Never had anything to believe in until you came…and left.
My rose-colored glasses came off after that and I started to wake up from the naive slumber I had been in for so long.
Maybe that was your gift to me.
The world was crashing down, and puddled around my feet.
I kept myself immersed in the memories, unable to come up for air because I needed to make sense of the fact that I could not make sense of it.
One day I stopped trying to.
That’s when things started to get better.
I don’t know why things happen the way they do; but I do know that wherever you are now, you are better.
I still look for you.
I know I will never find you per say; but I see you in the faces of children like you. It is a small comfort.
I’d like to think you’d be proud of me, and how far I’ve come since then.
I hope so.
I will always remember your smile.
You were perfect in my eyes, and always will be.
J.Rounds (c)2015 ~Peaces of Me