I try to remember the good times
more than the bad
but everytime I think of you
It always makes me mad.
If I would have had just one more day
to say all the things I needed to say
and do all the things I wanted to do
you wouldn't have left
this world
thinking that I hated you.
I wish I could have
told you how much I loved you
before you had to go....
But I guess wishing
is just too little...too late. |
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