Hope can linger like a disease if you let it in.
If I were Eli I’d feel like responding with…..:
“Eternity….. All eternity,…that’s what you have… With all the time in the world available to you, it seems like you would be the most patient, understanding creature on Earth… You’ve seen it all,…all the ways we can suffer, all the ways small things can make a big, big difference in our lives… And you have the luxury of being able to sit back and watch our little lives come and go… And you have as many years upon years to do it as you seem to wish…
But me,…and my dad,…together….? How many years do we really have left for each other? Is THAT what it means to be a god? Is that why you seem to treat our little problems with such disdain? With all of eternity in front of you, you’re willing to give up just like that?
Relatively,….it’s merely a moment of your time… A drop in the bucket of time for you, spent here,…helping me and my dad be a family again,…could mean everything in the world to us…. And maybe,…just maybe, give you back what you’ve apparently been missing all of this time…
What I’m begging of you is EXACTLY what we’re ALL hoping god can be for us… A little help in a dire time of need,…a little hope when the world feels like it’s falling apart on us… Because sometimes, a little hope is all we need to get us by… And sometimes it’s the one thing we can’t create all by ourselves…
Is that really too much to ask?…”
If I were Eli, I’d say, “pussy,” in a soft voice.
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