The problem is I miss you.
I really want to kiss you...

I would walk this earth for you.
You mean the world to me...

You take an idea from a photo,
Or inside your head...

I like the way your laugh sounds,
And the way your face lights up...

How easy should it be?
Why can I simply not move on...

She would have been so perfect,
With her little button nose...

Why did you say those things to me?
Why did you give me hope...

I had so many dreams,
But they all walked away with you...

I heard a gun fire in the distance,
Gave my all, put up resistance...

If hearts can be broken, then mended again,
Then isn't it worth the chance...

I don't know how, or why I do,
But here I am again...

I bought a card for us, today,
Still blank, for words my own...