As i lay here with the tears streaming down my face again. I wonder. How many care? How many love me? Am i wanted? Am i needed? Would it really matter if i wasnt here? And i cant find an answer to one of those questions. But im still here because i made a promise to the one i love. Maybe its not about how much we are loved or cared for. How much we are wanted or needed. But rather how much we love others. How much care we give. How much we give to those need and want. Being selfless. Being there for others when they need someone. Maybe its the reason we keep fighting. The reason we dont give up. Because we know how it feels to be on the other side of that coin. Maybe its the purpose of our pain. Just maybe……
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There are many reasons I’ll find this answer when I pass to the other side. I pray that I find it soon