by Torey Hafford May 30, 2008
category :
Sadness, depression /
grieving, loss
BABi BOi U KNOW MOMMY MiSSES YOU HOW COULD THiS BE TRUE BABi BOi U NEED TO COME BACK HOME, HOW COULD U LEAVE ME i NEVA WANTED U TO GO,iF i COULD TURN BACK THE HANDS OF TiME iD DO ANYTHiNG TO TAKE UR PLACE, iD GiVE UP MY OWN LiFE JUST SO THAT i COULD STiLL SEE UR FACE, BABi BOi U KNOW WE MiSSiN U, STUCK DOWN HERE ALL ALONE MAMAZ GOiN CRAZY. i KNOW U WANT ME TO BE HAPPY AND i PROMiSE THAT i AM, BUHT BABi BOi i KEEP SEEiN DAT ViSiON AGAiN, i CANT GET THAT PiCTURE OUTTA MAH HEAD, iT HURTS AND i DONT HURT THAT EASiLY, BUHT BABi BOi SUMTiMEZ i JUS MiSS U SO MUCH, WANNA FEEL YA SOFT BABY TOUCH, U DiDNT GET A CHANCE TO SEE THE REAL OBSTACLES iN LiFE, MAMA STiLL CRiES EVERYDAY AND EVERY NiGHT. i DiDNT GET TO SAY GOODBYE, OR THAT i LOVE YOU, BABi BOi iF U JUS CAME BACK FOR A SECOND, i PROMiSE U iD TEL U HOW MUCH OF A BLESSiN....U WERE....BABi BOi i LOVE U AND iLL SEE U SOMEDAY SOON.... |