If life had a manual..

If they told me before i was born ..
that i would meet some one like you..
and loose you..
I would have chosen to die..
To never be born..
To never go through this pain..

If life had a manual..
and told me how to deal with your passing..
I would treat it as my bible.
But there is no manual..
There is no choice..
There is no decided way in life..
Just deal with it as it comes..
And as it goes..

If God showed his face..
And gave me reasons for taking you away.
Nothing would be safice to say.
Nothing would make me happier..
Unless he gave you back..

My sweet love..
My darlin..

In your memory i pray.