A letter to you.

My greatest love,

I miss you. I miss everything about you and i miss the way you made me feel. I know now what i lost, that what i can never ever get back. I hate the way that i took it, for the most part, for granted. I hate when people talk about you. I hate that people just assume that this too shall pass. I mostly hate that i don’t have you around anymore. I still hold on to the belief that someday our paths will cross again but it leaves me almost breathless when reality dawns on me.


“Do not stand at my grave and weep

I am not there; I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,

I am the diamond glints on snow,

I am the sun on ripened grain,

I am the gentle autumn rain.

When you awaken in the morning’s hush

I am the swift uplifting rush

Of quiet birds in circled flight.

I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry,

I am not there; I did not die.”


I will love you always.


Author: santiago roque

I can predict the future. If given the right topic. Often confusing, i am mostly me on emotional steroids.

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