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by Becca Oct 18, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
How do i live with out you here with me, i want you back here, right beside me. i stand over your grave, a cold dark stone, as the wind blows my hair, i realize I'm alone. its because of me your 6 feet under. if i hadn't of denyed it, turned you away. it makes me wonder. if i hadn't of told you you we're not right, and told you how i really felt you'd be here tonight. i only realized the night you left that i loved you, but it was too late, you already did the worst you could do. the pain inside my heart i can't describe the guilt the longing to see you alive. i can't breath, i can't sleep, at night all i ever do is and all i can do is weep. i will treasure you close to my heart I'm sorry for the thing that made us fall apart. the pain, the weakness I'm broken into for i lost my love to suicide