Work On Us

by Jay Colon   Mar 13, 2013


I got to get this pain off my chest
I love you
Oh how I miss you
Miss us
The thought of you
I smile
The thought of your voice
I smile
The thought of your presence
I smile
I miss my best friend
the person i considered my wife
Where is she?
I was able to go to her for anything
whether it was about gossip
my favorite color
or just to work on us
there were no arguments
I felt so loved
your big poppa
like your my daddy
or your princess
as you are my frog
it hurts we ended up like this
'cause there is no more that i wanted
than to make us last forevity
babe i love you
Can we talk?
Can we work on us?

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