My Heart Is Sad
My heart is sad. On Earth there has been one man who has been there for me since the moment I took my first breath. I hate that cancer is going to take him from me. I've been positive. And today was a heavy blow. I know it's not realistic to think that grandpa will always be here for me. Tonight I'm finally letting myself start to mourn. He's going to die. And the heart that is sad...it's going to break. I'm glad Jesus can hold the pieces together but it's gonna hurt like hell. The hot tears on my cheeks are selfish and grandpa wouldn't want me to shed them. But for tonight. I just want to feel sorry for myself and just be weak.