With one squezze.

by Gary   Feb 1, 2004


Here i sit,
Waiting to hear your car drive in,
I rang your phone,
No answer,
I sat next to the window,
Looking, waiting.

An hour goes by,
Still no answer,
Me still sitting by the window.

Than the phone rings,
I run to it,
My heart beating heavy,
Hoping to hear your voice on the other end,
I answer, but it wasnt you,
But it was your dad,
He than said,
She's gone, My little girl, Killed in a car crash, she's never coming back.

I feel my heart rip in half,
I start to cry,
I drop the phone,
Fall to the floor,
I just lay there,
Not moving,
I never even got to say i love you or goodbye.

I decide i can not live with out you,
I run to my room,
Pull my gun,
Aim it to my head,
Life,
Taking,
With one squezze.

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