Dec 05, 2004 18:40
i miss the way you'd talk to me
i miss the way you cared
i miss the way i walked through life
always knowing you were there.
and i miss the way you'd look at me
but those eyes have been erased
with us things were different-we were something else,
so why was i replaced?
always be grateful for what you have, because you never know when you're gonna lose it.