One Of Those Mornings

November 27th, 2006 by reasonpau

All’s come to the point where love leaves you nothing but broken pieces of yourself.

It’s one of those mornings that you’d wakeup knowing the night left.. bringing with it something in you; the sun rose.. and it’s brightness washed out what’s left of your tears.

Now I’ve moved on…

It’s when your hurting become something you look back in reminiscing.

Wondering

What might have been…

It’s when your heart stops and rests itself in a quiet place, killing not the person outside but the person inside.

Praying

Thank you lord for bringing the most needed peace…

My mornings will be quiet again, though not full of happiness, it will be full of grace. Sometimes we realize we’ve neglected the little things in our life that brings us little happiness. That little cup of coffee. That beautiful sunset . That loving dog you used to walk. That stargazing you used to love, telling secrets to the stars on your roof. That old tree where you used spend the whole afternoon reading. That person who loves you most.

Its those mornings that remind you of real things; Of little things that keep you as a person.

I loved you.

It’s when I will forget forever…To make way for peace and hope.