Missing you isnt the hardest part.... its knowing...

Do you no whats its like to be me
to no the things i no...

I thought that you were the one
the only man i could depend upon...

Trembling in my thoughts of you
wondering where we went wrong...

If i could turn bk the hands of time
now theres a phrase we all use allot...

I don't really no what to write
theres a part of me thats faded out with the light...

I miss the way we used to be
i miss the way you used to look at me...

Those tiny fingers
those tiny toes...

Your the air i breathe
the soft touch of silk on my skin...

I lay awake at night trying to find to answers to...
do i make the right choices...

Those warm summer nights where we walk hand in...
bare footed all loved up along the golden sand...

You make me feel real
you make me feel alive...