I have called you hero for so long
I was broken and torn when we met...
If i think of you as just a figment of my...
than it makes it easier to breathe...
They keep telling me that she's not in any pain...
But I think she's still hurting...
My heart can break,
It's not that hard...
I have a word upon my lips
They tremble; Cannot speak...
Please forgive me, I'm so ashamed with what I have...
You and I, I know, are both aware of what I have...
I miss you mum
But its not quite as bad...
You would be 58 this year
If you were still here...
I miss you
But I want to move on...
We would hang out every night.
Look under the stars without caring where we were...
Raised in the south
Sent from above...
A tattoo that brings back memories
of the ones once loved...