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I’ve never in my life
Have been able to have faith in something.
It just never happen.
I would say “Thank God” all the time
But it was something that I was used to
Thanks to my mom and her beliefs.
Now that I’m grown I grew apart from it.
Very far apart
And I was never able to come back to it
I remember when I was a kid
How excited I was to go to religion class
And how proud I was that I was able to do the Our Father.
Now…
I will honestly say
That I’m trying my very hardest to remember it.
But something happened.
I don’t know what it was and what her purpose was
But all of a sudden I woke up with faith
A lot of it
To her
Yes, it was her
Not him
Like I thought it was going to be
And it wasn’t like some godly figure
She felt more like an angel.
She looked like a normal person, though.
A wifebeater and a pair of blue jeans.
Long, light brown hair pulled back into a ponytail.
Skinny, white, and just all around good-looking.
We were just sitting there
Talking on a couch somewhere.
I don’t remember much of the conversation.
It was foggy for some odd reason
I would figure she would have wanted me to remember
Everything she said to me.
But only one thing stood out to me.
Be patient.
Be patient?
For what?
For him. He’ll come to you.
Who?
…..
That’s all I remember.
Damn!
Why couldn’t I have just paid more attention?
Can she come back?
Will she come back?
I want to know.
I want to be prepared.
Who’s him?
Is it my father?
Is it J.R.?
Is it S.G.?
Is it someone new?
I can’t be in the dark anymore.
I want to know.
Please, Adrianna.
……
Is that really her name?
Anyways…
Adrianna,
Come back to me, please.
I promise to pay more attention.
Who were you talking about?
Is it going to be good?
I’ll pray until the day you come back to me.
I promise I will.
I’ll make a special prayer for you.
Just for you.
Just please…
Come back.
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Posted by tigereye11588 on 2008-02-04 13:47:16 | Rating: | Views: 57
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