thoughts running through my mind.

i wish that i could,
go back to the time, that i saw you last,
before all this came to pass,
i should've stayed a little longer, to talk and laugh with you,

but instead i'm sitting here alone, coping with the fact that you had to go,

cause since you've been gone, things just ain't the same,
and though life moves on, your memory remains,
ill try to be strong, to overcome the pain,

of living without you here girl.

this guy misses you,
his heart and soul do too,
he just doesn't know what to do,

he always looked up to you,
but now he'll have to look a lil higher, jus to talk to you,

Jen,

i've learnt from my whole life that people like to come and go,
sometimes we must learn to say goodbye to those we've come to love n hold,
but i never thought i'd see the day that i'd have to close your door,
i guess what i am trying 2 say,
is that i'm not ready to let you go...