The truth is I'm lonely I really just need someone special to hold me.
I miss your long soft hair you never taking of those hats.
I miss you being demanding,loud,and out of control with no respect.
You use to be over my house 24/7.
We were becoming one beginning to mold.
I thought I could help you make you stay out of trouble.
It worked for a while but I guess you didn't need it.
I know God doesn't make mistakes and I want this one to end.
I always say I'm not going to cry I'll get over him.
When deep inside he's the diamond I'm the owner and I knew he would get old and rusty.
Hopefully I can take him to the cleaners pray for me and hope I'll get back with him.
Because keeping a man is like a job.
Believe me that sh** is to hard!!!!
