Every time I think of you
It makes me want to cry...
I'm sitting here with a tear in my eye
trying to remember why i always have to cry...
You say that i do this because I'm depressed
but i know when i do this i feel my best...
I just don't understand you
don't get what your about...
I thought that i was something
but i guess I'm not...
Your were different today
you said i was your life...
I saw you
and my face lit up...
I said to the universe:
"Will my death Matter to you?"...
Cant believe this is happening
cant hold this all in...
What happened
you decided to talk to me...
Maybe one day
we will meet again...
Cant believe you held me
and told me it would be okay...