
Originally Posted by
bluesummer
Now I make sure I make the people I care about know what they mean to me. Life is short, and I never want them to have a doubt in their mind that they were special to me.
I wish I was better at this. Its very hard for me to tell people how much I care about them, often times before its too late. Its sad to say but I can throw out mean and hurtful words MUCH easier than I can say "I love you."
So, so you think you can tell Heaven from Hell,
blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage?