As he boarded the bus the hugs were final and sad,
he looked at the things that he may and could have...

Don't bother angel,
i no exactly what you mean...

Lets go back to when being pushed on a swing,
was the only meaning off getting high...

And the rain was running down the pane,
ands she sat and thought of him again...

You said goodbye at eighteen,
my world feel and crumbled to dust...

Goodbye beautiful child,
you were not that important, i hope you no...

I held your hand today but it was only in a dream,
i smiled as i recall your smile and the shine from...

Dear you,
i wish i could send you this little message...

Her pretty tearstained skin,
with marks of purple thread...

Have you stil kept the photographs?
all smiles in black and white...

The pressure is building, tears form like...
[no one said it was easy kiddo, why the tears...

But i can't write no love poems,
but i can give you my soul and heart...