If tomorrow starts without me, and I’m not here to see, if the sun should rise you find your eyes all filled with tears for me; I wish so much you wouldn’t cry the way you did today, while thinking of the many things we didn’t get to say.
I know how much you love me, as much as I love you and each time that you think of me, I know you’ll miss me too. But when tomorrow starts without me please try to understand, that an angel came and called my name and took me by the hand. He said my place was ready, in heaven far above and that I’d have to leave behind all those I dearly love. But as I turned and walked away a tear fell from my eye. For all my life I’d always thought, I didn’t want to die. I had so much to live for, so much left yet to do. It seemed almost impossible that I was leaving you. I thought of all the yesterdays the good ones and the bad. I thought of all the love we shared, and all the fun we had. If I could relive yesterday, just even for a while, I’d say goodbye and kiss you and maybe see you smile. But then I fully realized that this could never be, for emptiness and memories would take the place of me. When I thought of worldly things I might miss come tomorrow. I thought of you and when I did my heart was filled with sorrow.
When I walked through heavens gates I felt so much at home. God looked down and smiled at me from his great golden throne. He said, “This is eternity and all I’ve promised you” Today your life on earth has passed but here life starts anew. I promise no tomorrow, but today will always last and since each day is the same there’s no longing for the past. You have been so faithful so trusting and so true. Though there were times you did some things you knew you shouldn’t do. You have been forgiven and now at last you’re free.
So won’t you come and take my hand and share my life with me? So when tomorrow starts with out me don’t think we’re far apart, for every time you think of me, I’m right here in your heart. - David Romano
It’s that time again December, I’ve been so busy with school and work that I haven’t had time to think….fuck why can’t stay that way. I miss you papi, I have so much regret I hate it. I can’t believe its going to be 10 years! A decade you have been gone and it doesnt feel that long. I dont know how I’ll bring in this anniversary but I know for sure I will be getting that tattoo!
Alright enough thinking of this, I need to keep busy or I’ll break down.
Watched the farewell episode to Finn Hudson tonight. I balled my eyes out and now have a stuffy nose. It’s weird though because when some of my fave actors, celebs died I wasn’t really affected as much as I am with Cory Monteith’s passing.
I just get so angry that he’s gone. Probably because I saw him start out on Glee and kind of grew with that show. Also the show held so many memories for me and knowing that he passed away just kills me. It’s a strange feeling and probably silly but I can’t listen to my glee soundtracks bc I just getting teary eyed. Hate seeing that he had so much potential and so many loves and he’s gone.
Rudy Francisco (via perfect)
this. is. all. i. ever. want.
from my fav poem of his
I was told
The average girl begins to plan her wedding at the age of 7
She picks the colors and the cake first
By the age of 10
She knows time,
She’s already chosen a gown
And a maid of honor
She’s waiting for a man
Who wont break out in hives when he hears the word “commitment”
Someone who doesn’t smell like a Band-Aid drenched in lonely
Someone who isn’t a temporary solution to the empty side of the bed
Who’ll hold her hand like it’s the only one they’ve ever seen
To be honest
I don’t know what kind of tux I’ll be wearing
I have no clue what want my wedding will look like
But I imagine
The women who pins my last to hers
Will butterfly down the aisle
Like a 5 foot promise
Will be so large that you’ll see it on google maps
And know exactly where our wedding is being held
The woman that I plan to marry
Will have champagne in her walk
And I will get drunk on her footsteps
When the pastor asks
If I take this woman to be my wife
I will say yes before he finishes the sentence
I’ll apologize later for being impolite
But I will also explain him
That our first kiss happened 6 years ago
And I’ve been practicing my “Yes”
For past 2, 165 days
When people ask me about my wedding
I never really know what to say
But when they ask me about my future wife
I always tell them
Her eyes are the only Christmas lights that deserve to be seen all year long
She thinks too much
Misses her father
Loves to laugh
And she’s terrible at lying
Because her face never figured out how to do it correctly
I tell them
If my alarm clock sounded like her voice
My snooze button would collect dust
I tell them
If she came in a bottle
I would drink her until my vision is blurry and my friends take away my keys
If she was a book
I would memorize her table of contents
I would read her cover-to-cover
Hoping to find typos
Just so we can both have a few things to work on
Because aren’t we all unfinished?
Don’t we all need a little editing?
Aren’t we all waiting to be proofread by someone?
Aren’t we all praying they will tell us that we make sense
She don’t always make sense
But her imperfections are the things I love about her the most
I don’t know when I will be married
I don’t know where I will be married
But I do know this
Whenever I’m asked about my future wife
I always say
…She’s a lot like you.