She used to be fun loving
never had a care in the world.
Always had a smile on
brightened up the room with her laughter.
Everything was just perfect in her life.
Days with her were warm
and cheery.
Those days started getting colder
and not everything was the same.
She became a lost soul
went each way the river flowed.
It was like a demon took something from her.
She was always worried about something
would say horrid things.
It hurt but I knew it really wasn't her
something wasn't right.
The coldest most bitter day was when she left
she would never come back.
Those warm, cheery, fun loving days were over
and I could never get them back.
