Lost and found

It took me seven months to realize that things will never be the same. And I'd never felt as lonely, insecure and sad as I did at that time.  I had lost the one I valued the most. I lost all faith in god. I was so lost.  I felt weak. Everything seemed pointless. I was so tired of people telling me what to do all the time.

Be brave , be strong . Don't cry, hold on.
Forgive , forget. Be bold, don't fret.
Be silent, don't talk. Relax, don't walk.
Don't love, don't hate. Be careful , don't break.

But now I know I can't run away from reality . I have to deal with it...and deal with it alone.  I don't have to have it together every minute of every single day. That it is okay not to be strong all the time. But just don't give up .

I know I may fall and stumble, But you'll help me stand again.
I know if  I get lost, you'll find me.
I know it may seem very hard , But I'll make it through .
I know you're there with me because deep inside I hold you.
I know you'd have rather stayed, but it was time for you to go.
I know you're far away, but I am never alone.
I know when I want to see you, I just have to close my eyes.
I know you're always in my heart , and there are no goodbyes...

Love you  always