LIVIA'S BOOKLET

  Let me be a man who will never compromise the truth but rather speak of the truth in love. Let me be bold and be trusting you in all things that are worrisome to me. Let me heal all my wounds instead of spreading the pain. Let me outgrow all the spaces I have shrank myself to fit. Let me pick up courage with my hands even when I am not sure of how strong they are to hold it all.

  I have been asked to write about grief Cause; I only have spent so much time in places that carry sorrow and chaos They have wanted me to be so many things but all I can ever be is a griever My heart carries more grief than it carries happiness I have journeyed down so many paths full of darkness and storms where there’s no sunshine Never do I crave for things that leave me weak Never do I remember how to feel happy I’d rather gladly take all the storms.

  In this story of mine you have always been the best chapter! I’d rather take all the storms than have all the sunshine days without you around!   Though emptiness consumes me I surely will wait on time to lead me to you, for you hold the pieces that makes me whole! I met an angel; I saw it in your eyes with whispers and lost in your gaze making myself a promise to never let go of you!