Octo
You know you've had too much sugar when your tears begin to smell like apple pie.
You know you've had too much sugar when your tears begin to smell like apple pie.
Let us hope that the man I saw swerve into a big rig survives to read this sentence.
When you said I wasn't allowed to say anything at the funeral because it would be "improper," I knew I hated you.
As I held my son back while he was screaming at his dead mother, I had the strangest feeling I had seen this exact scene in a movie.
And after I confessed my love for him, he stated that he was flattered and we changed the subject.
At six-years-old my friends passed around a discarded, lit cigarette smoking it perfectly while I couldn't take a drag properly no matter how hard I tried.
Only then did I realize how much I had when she told her daughter they lost everything in the fire.
I cried not because of the amount of the inheritance, but because I can't cash it in to bring her back.
The nine year old said he had moved on from his best friend, who was killed by a falling branch a year ago, but as he stared at the spot where he died, I knew he hadn't.
I will never live in a world as bright and beautiful and alive as I did when I was six.
The fact that I continued running past him for five miles is more symbolic to me than the fact that I started bawling the moment I was in the confines of my home.
When I called my friend after her husband died, I didn't think that she would end up consoling me.
She looked up from her toy and said, "Daddy, why do you get so angry?"
Today I threw out the leftovers from the last time we hung out and it is taking all I have not to put them back in the fridge, so that I can pretend he never left.
I will always regret not being by the side of my 9 year old brother, my best friend, the day he died of Leukemia.
I wouldn't have been such a bitch if I had known I would never see you again.
After that horrible accident, my mom was on a ventilator and I was the only one who could understand that she was asking to die.
As I sat numbly answering the phone, i realized how unfair it is that something you have absolutely no control over can make you so miserable you don't enjoy anything anymore.
When they handed me a medal for saving a man in Afghanistan, all I could think about was how I wasn't able to save the other two.
As he was telling me over the phone that he didn't know me I came to the sinking realization that I couldn't live without him anymore.