I hear your voice, I look at pictures,
But you're not with me the way you're meant to be.
Deep thoughts, happy memories
But you're not with me to share these times i tend to smile.
Post cards, advertisements, letters and bills, day after day come through the door.
Can't cope on my own, but they have to be paid,
you're usually the one in charge of these things, cause i don't have a clue how to deal with them.
But as much as I beg for you to come back,
You're still not here to share this life with me.
You were meant to love, cherish and stay by my side until death us BOTH do part we promised.
Instead I'm praying to the Lord, begging God to bring you back home, for me to hold you closer to my heart.
But you're not coming back to me because of one huge mistake, one complete disaster, which caused the loss of my child's father, my future husband and my one and only true love.
