I've always wondered what it would be like when I die.
What songs would they play? Who would be there. Who would cry. Who would wish that they could have said things to me. Who wished that they could take back the things they said to me. Who would do anything to see me for just another day. Who would be heartbroken. Whose lives would never be the same.
Who would find out that I loved them? Who would have wished I knew. Who would scream. Who would want to die.
Who would move on.
how beautiful would it be? How long would my memory last in peoples memories. What would they say about me?
“So, if you think you are standing firm, be careful that you don’t fall! No temptation has overtaken you except what is common to mankind. And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are tempted, he will also provide a way out so that you can endure it.”—