Life, no one gets out alive?
2001-12-31 20:29:59 (UTC)

I miss

I miss the feel of your arms protectively loving me. The
way it seemed that you'd never let go. I thought I was
safe, that nothing would ever change, but it did. You let
go and turned away leaving me exposed to the harsh world,
alone. What was I supposed to do? I did the only thing I
knew how, I found someone else to protect me. Then you
tried to return, but it was too late. I cried for what we
had and what we gave up. You have to realize that I will
always love you, more than I can put into words, but it is
too late now; we cannot go back to that place again.