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by Dan May 24, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
Dear Amy With the passing of every single day I can’t believe you’ve passed away There’s never a day that goes by Where the thought of your passing brings a tear to my eye As I return from work to our home It’s not the same for now I’m home alone I sit down on the couch and talk to you I wonder if you were here what would we do I look at your pictures all over the place And wish I could kiss your smiling face As I wake in the morning I start to cry I look at the ceiling and ask god why Every day I say I love you so much But most of all I miss your touch I love you, miss you and keep wondering why You were way too young, too young to die I miss you baby and I wish you could here me say I’ll love tomorrow just as much as today Love Dan