How much you loved me . . .
While you are not with me and I am so missing you. I know it is useless at this point, but I recalled each image that I remembered when we were fighting. Now I can see it clearly how much you loved me, but I was totally messed up at that moment. You know you can easily knock me down. However, you just hold your fists tight and kept back off to prevent hurting me accidentally. Unfortunately, I couldn’t see the inside of your heart at the point while we were fighting with each other. Now those images of your face are floating in my eyes and in my heart. I can see through your face to your heart and understand how much you loved me. I know it was too late and you may not value anything of what I said here. But I really want to tell you that I see your real heart and appreciate your love, and wish you can open the door to let us repent.
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