Aren't I arrogant enough to believe it couldn't happen to me.
Wasn't I foolish enough to think I could escape this heartbreak.
How could I believe I was immune to this hurt.
We played our cards,
And fate interceded.
Our hearts broke.
How do we recover.
Again. Again. AGAIN!
I am tired. I am hurt. I am shocked.
But, I am also more compassionate.
More than I was earlier this day.
My angel is spending her Christmas in heaven,
Wrapped in my daddy's loving arms.
I will meet her-
But now, I miss her tremendously.
The vision of her.
The thought of her.
The longing for her.
Sometimes, life is just too hard.
I miss her already...