sometimes...i wonder why my girls don't understand me

Yes, you are right they do not understand you. It’s Friday night, everything is all right but you are not so much active these days. Your mates thought it is because of your newfound lucrative job. They were your childhood friends; you did everything together, the good, the bad, the ugly.You watched each other's back through the thick and thin. You have questions lurking round the corners of your mind, questions begging for answers. There must be more to life. Is there any life after death? You asked. Your nights are lonely, days so sad, the glamour you once had so easily are all gone. Nobody knows it but you. Like a clown, you put up a show, but the pain is more real than ever.

The death of your twin sister raises so many questions about life after death. Where is my sister you cried aloud? Neither drugs nor drinks could wipe away the memories. Like candle in the wind she is gone... but for how long? No one knows.

The pain is so much that time cannot erase. That is why I chose to write you this letter. Perhaps it might fall into your feeble hands. I just want to let you know you should not go through this alone. Let me cry with you.

During my own crisis, I would not see anyone too, I switched off my mobile fone, changed my address. I was misunderstood, but i stayed through it even to the point of death. I looked to Heaven, and that is why am still alive today. Let us walk through this pain together. I am Emmanuel, the one who is with you always. I have come that you might have life and life in abundance.

My name is Jesus. The one who wipes away your tears. Come, hold my hands and let us walk through this storm together. Please, COME!

I tot of u now & always.

Inspired by reason 2 live again