Dedication

By Zoey-lin Tenney

When I look up at the stars. I wonder how far apart we really are. I also wonder if your looking up at them. When I’m in school I think about how I’m not with you and how much I miss you. I wonder when we’re going to see each other again. When I hear your voice it sounds like an angel that came from heaven just to talk to me. I love the way your laugh and say “I love you baby girl”. It puts light in the dark place.

I just want you to know how much I love you. I got a few things to say. Just because I’m hurt. It doesn’t mean its your fault, doesn’t mean I’m losing what we had, doesn’t mean my life is over, it just means its passing me slowly.

Just because I laugh, it doesn’t mean I’m happy, doesn’t mean I like to be happy, doesn’t mean I want to feel this way, it just means I’m trying to cover up what I really feel.

And just because I have fun, it doesn’t mean I don’t think about you, doesn’t mean I want to be having fun, doesn’t mean your a bad person. It just means I’m thinking of you and the time we had.

Why does it have to be this way. I open my eyes, get up, get dressed, go on the bus, go in to the school, go back on the bus to go home, drop off my things, and then go to my Aunt Sherri’s. My momma called and told me “grandma’s in the hospital.” She died July 21st 2010. Man my aunt is right about “if i don’t go see her I’m going to regret it. She was right I should of went.

I guess if I had a hot air balloon I’d go get her from heaven and bring her home. My mom told me it would be OK she is out of pain and in a better place, maybe she is but that don’t change the fact that she is gone.

I guess it goes like this. Just because I cry, doesn’t mean its you, doesn’t mean I’m leaving. It just means I miss you.

Just because I explore it doesn’t mean I want to leave, doesn’t mean I don’t care, doesn’t mean I want to find someone new, it just means I’m trying to find you.

When I look up at the stars, I wonder how far apart we really are. I also wonder if your looking up at them. When I’m at school I think about how I’m not with you and how much I miss you. I wonder when we’re going to be together again. When I hear your voice it sounds like an angel sent from heaven just to talk to me. I love the way you laugh and say “I love you baby girl”. It puts light in the dark place. I love you Grammy.

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