I'm losing my mind
Maybe we should take some time...
Trusting you and believing you?
That hurts...
I can still remember the love we shared
On how you touched my hands, it shown you cared...
The day I needed someone most,
I turned and saw you there...
Looking back on everything,
I still remember his smile...
No uttered words the poet speaks,
No skies of golden hue...
Age of six
He loved her so...