Mourning for you

Whenever I see you, I think of how it used to be,

We used to be so close, now were so far,

We used to know one another, now you’re a stranger,

I used to close my eyes, and remember how you said good-bye,

I still cry.

Yet I still pray into the sky,

Sometimes I just want to die.

Wish you would come back,

You told me you loved me,

Then turned your back and ditched me,

All you left me was a broken heart.

I hope your happy....

Whenever I see you, I think of how it used to be.

Lynnette Gallegos (C)2001