The day you died
So did I.
I don't go to church anymore.
Even though I know you would have wanted me to.
But after you were lying there...
Poor fallen innocense
Stripped away by... whoever.
They say He needed you.
He doesn't need you more than I do.
If He's God, why didn't he create...
Something for himself?
You were mine.
You were ours.
And we need you more than any god does.
It's not like he gave you a choice,
Or did he?
Are you someone else's angel now?
Because you were always mine.
I didn't take enough time
Took you for granted
And believe me, I'm sorry.
They're going to tell me my poem's no good.
I hope you like it, because this one's for you.
They're all for you... my little angel.
Everything's for you, and you can have it all if you come back.
Please come back.
I really am sorry.
I don't know where you're buried
Because that day is such a blur
It's so surreal
It's all in technicolor and the reds are so vivid...
And you know I can't take the red.
I can't ask anyone either.
They don't talk about you anymore.
Holly and I did a few weeks ago.
She's not the same without you.
If someone says your name, even if it's some other Sherri, everyone just looks around...
but mostly down.
She's okay though, she's not with her mom anymore.
So when are you coming back to visit?
Because it only feels like you moved away.
This is to you.
And I don't care who doesn't like it.
This one's for you.
And they're all for you.
--Ashley |
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