The truth is

The truth is that I can't
express my gratitude for
everything little thing that
you do.

The truth, the real deal?

Is that I love you so much
that if something were to ever
happen to you, I wouldn't
know how to move on.

The truth is now that you're gone,
I don't really know how to move
on.
I can't see your sweet face
or hear your beautiful voice.

But one thing I do know is
that I will always love you
till the day I die always.

I love you always Baby.

Posted by emoROCKERdale on 2008-06-17