Just deathll split us, my heart. With emotion i remember your swearing words at church. Its true that im the guilt for all that has little by little demolished the last pieces of our merriage. As i noticed that i was taking a wrong way not much time missed for me to sort out all that made me an absent husband and father from home even with no necessity. But as i planned this, for my surprise i started to be ill. At the starting i didnt think itd be so serious to the stage of which id be at a sudden hospitalised and from there die. As soon as you knew that my health was getting worse, you left me for Quelimane. Your departure meant splitting up our merriage. When for a while i could breath you didnt allow our children to pay me a visit in the casa 2. For me what worries me arent all senseless things about me you told our sons to be against me, but the fact you left them alone. They are quite innocent in a way that arent prepared to struggle all this life alone. About shelter, at least the houses still in good conditions. What about food, school, their mothers consolating words? You would know what as the house looks like to be falling down, you get to sell the car to rebuild it. Unfortunately, nothing i can do to help my children who got completely orphans at the same time even with their mother alive. My sons, i wish id have educated you better than the way my parents, your grand-parents did for me but death knocked on my door very early.
Posted on: Tue, 25 Nov 2014 23:52:52 +0000
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