What if I told you I'm scared,
Of the pain and dissapointments,
That I'm loosing the only soul I love and treasure to God knows what.
Sometimes I loose my mind and tend to question you alot.
Do you really exist?
Do you really listen to our, my prayers?
Do you feel the hurt in our hearts?
Why her?
Why my favorite person?
Is it gonna get better since you never say nothing,
You never show us a sign,
When I'm I gonna get her back?
That tough woman,
That woman that believed in me when I couldn't,
That woman I would count on no matter how bad I was,
You know I miss coming home to hugging her tight and let feelings get the best of me,
I miss being a child to her,
I miss running into her arms.
I hate coming home to feel no energy,
I hate it when I can't have those talks with her,
But at her sight, I can't help it but question you,
Why my favorite person?
You know they say everything happens for a reason,
I wanted to believe it but no more.........

To be continued.......


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