My Life 812

Every time I think about you i thank about u all I think about is him he's always on my mind. I can't stop thanking about him all the time. His eyes his hands his smooth face and Those Great big pink lips. About his touch his smile his Hughes theres all Those good things gone. I wish he was still my man. I sit and cry at night and every time i see him or thank about those times the tears start to come to my eyes and they they start to swell like a balloon then the tears start to run down my face. and i can't stop crying for any thing, Because, he's gone I've made my self so depressed so i sit and eat tub after tub of ice cream, and watch TV all day. with out him i can't live i always feel like crap i some times cut to ease the pain i smoke and drink to feel relieve.