When he passed away.
a big part of me died that day.
I have no idea how I'm still breathing.
I don't know how I have survived.
God took you away from me.
Maybe he wanted you by his side,
but i wish i was the one who died.
You could have given a lot to this world
with your special talent, your beautiful smile and heart.
every moment I spent with you was special.
Being with you was worthwhile.
But today, I look at my hand,
and i don't see yours holding mine.
Though my heart is aching
I act like I'm fine
the truth is, I am broken
it's hard to look and not see you there
I miss listening to the beats of your heart
and I miss playing with your hair
no matter what I will always believe you are with me
you are the heart that beats inside my chest
and though your hands are not holding mine
i still act like I am fine
but I'm not. I MISS YOU SO MUCH!
