• I lay in the grass looking for some peace and happiness after losing the one I loved. And yet for some unknown reason it makes me even more depressed. Is it because the one I loved and I would chase each other around and topple each other over and lay there in the grass laughing? Or is it because my love and I would tell each other secrets while resting in the grass? Or is it because this is where we shared our first kiss? If only I knew why this crule world had to take him away from me so swiftly and why they keep torturing me with memories of him. If only he was lying here next to me in the grass only then would I be happy and at peace. If only he was here to chase me around in the grass. I wish he was here to hold me and tell me itll be alright and give me a kiss of reassurance thats hes in a better place