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by Ariel May 18, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
17 oh so young You died on a day I'll never forget July 16th I regret not getting closer And running away I hid cause I was scared I shouldn't have been afraid You stood up for me When no one else would You believed in me Even when I couldnâ??t But you're gone now And have been for a few years I still cry at night Wishing you were there to wipe away my tears And every now and then I feel your presence I know that you want me to know That everything will be ok