take. take another little piece of my heart now, baby.

the last few months of our life seem like a blur.

but this past week has been especially hard.

mike's grandfather was admitted to the hospital last thursday and is not doing well. it has been a rather emotional, frustrating and exhausting 6 days and i'm afraid i'm not quite brave enough to express my truest feelings about the whole situation just yet.

regardless, it brings back memories of a time that was even more difficult and emotional for me.

here is something i wrote about feelings from back then...

sterile cold and plain

i take in this room once more

the silence helps the pain

but hurt won't let me close this door

we sit quiet, patiently and wait

for the other shoe to drop

wishing away the hatred

and the tension not to pop

"daddy's girl"

that's for another world

day late, a dollar short

another fleeting moment's gone

a wound i pray won't hurt

i'll miss you when you're gone

but i'll miss more what could have been

perhaps someday a hope there'll be

to see your handsome face again.

i cherish the few moments

that i lay my head upon your chest

the silence only hurt the pain

while leaving questions in unrest

"daddy's girl"

that's for another world

day late, a dollar short

another fleeting moment's gone

a wound i pray won't hurt

i sit here now in darkness

and wonder what has changed

i hear murmured voices all around

but only silence helps the pain

this's a little piece of my past. of my heart. so please. handle with care

{via}