I miss you, miss you so bad
I don't forget you, oh it's so sad
I hope you can hear me
I remember it clearly
The memories never go away, they replay in my head before I sleep and then they haunt my dreams, i still hear her voice
It's your fault
Please stop
It's your fault
Leave me alone
It's your fault
It is
The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same
Ooh
It is my fault, I could have stopped her from walking out that door,
but I didn't
I could have stopped her from getting in that car,
but I didn't
what was the fight even about, I don't remember.
I didn't get around to kiss you
Goodbye on the hand
I wish that I could see you again
I know that I can't
Time is ticking but I don't care, I don't care about food, or music, or anyone else just that one word
Goodbye
If only I could have said it
Ooh
I hope you can hear me cause I remember it clearly
The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same
Ooh
Alvin come out, you haven't eaten in weeks
A-Alvin are you okay in there
Were all dealing with the accident in different ways but you have to come out sooner or later
Psychiatrist,
I don't need a Psychiatrist,
Counselor,
I don't need that either,
I need her
I had my wake up
Won't you wake up
I keep asking why
And I can't take it
It wasn't fake
It happened, you passed by
That crash was my call into madness, and when I saw that broken body whatever sane mind I had left was gone. The yellow A on my chest hidden by the blood,
So am I
Now your gone, now you're gone
There you go, there you go
Somewhere I can't bring you back
Now your gone, now you're gone
There you go, there you go,
Somewhere you're not coming back
I held her close to my chest until the police came they had to pry me off her, my fiery red sweater now blood-red and my sanity now escaped
The day you slipped away
Was the day I found it won't be the same no
The day you slipped away
Was the day that I found it won't be the same ooh
I'm not crazy, just broken, I'm not crazy, just alone
I stop walking when i see the headstone i'm looking for.
I drop the rose and watch as it sinks into the dirt, its beautiful petals now buried, just like another pink clad rose I knew.
Sinking to the ground I stare at the grave
Brittany Miller
