Without a Paddle

Sat Oct 3

How I wish, Lovely Girl;

that you were talking about me.

If only,

If only.

Each day without you it gets harder to breathe and easier to cry.

Come wipe my eyes, please.

When I see your smile, tears run down my face. I can’t replace. Now that I’m stronger I’ve figured out; how this world turns cold and breaks through my soul. And I know I’ll find deep inside, I can be the one. I will never let you fall. I’ll stand up with you forever. I’ll be there for you through it all, even if saving you sends me to heaven.