Its not the words I never got to speak
its not the thoughts I never got to think
it wasn't the times I got to look into your eyes
it wasn't what you would say to me
it was the way you left
without saying a word
without even a goodbye
just left and never came back
you left a little girl alone
a person that looked up to you
someone that needed you to be there
a girl that would miss her sister
everyday gets harder and harder
to live and go on
everyday becomes a battle and struggle
to win then next fight
its hard to imagine a life without you
but I've gone on for some years now
it gets harder when thoughts
come into my head
its almost like a needle in a hay stack
because you can look at my face
and you see the smiles and laughter
but you cant see the hurt and pain..
