I miss the way things used to be
When we used to be able to talk...

I found this poem that I wrote a long time ago...
So I actually did it...

Bring to thee
My love, oh...

There's a family I know,
A family who I can honestly say is the best...

I haven’t seen you in so long,
And it’s starting to break my heart...

You see her hurt,
You see her cry...