Missing You

by Helene Totilo   Jun 16, 2007


We often had our little spats
"you'll miss me when I'm gone" you said
I used to laugh and say that I'll go first.

But when you died how I cried
your words still haunting me, Yes
I miss you and I always will
wishing that my heart stand still.

I'd climb the highest mountain,
I'd swim the ocean deep and
walk around the world if that
would bring you back.

But all I can do is hope and pray
that I will follow you one day
to lose the echo in my mind
singing like a song
"You'll miss me when I'm gone".

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