sitting here at my laptop, doing my homework,
suddenly I stop, I look at you...
I take you out and touch the bag,
tears start rolling down my cheeks.

it is not fair, yet I know I will see you again,
but that does not stop my heart from aching,
the thought of not visiting you on the holidays,
not calling you on the phone,
just does not seem real,
it feels unbearable,
oh! how will i get through this?

not real....

doesn't feel real,
feels like a bad dream,
hoping i will wake up soon...

I miss you so...
In your house,
looking through your things,
just does not feel right.
I miss you so...
I want you back here,
I want more time with you.
I miss you so...
walking around in fog,
my mind is not in the right frame,
I thought I saw you...
I miss you so...

Just wanted more time...

I know God, you know what you're doing, but I still hate it.
I know she isn't suffering anymore, I know she was,
but I just wanted more time with her.

money, money,
that is all one cares for now a days,
try to get the best job, make the most money,
so they can have the best, most expensive car,
the biggest house, the best electronic gadgets,
all because they think it will make them happy.
It might make them happy for a little while,
tho' it will quickly fade away,
as quickly as it came about.
Money, yes makes the world go around,
buys the essensetials,
tho' that is it, really that is it.
There is always going to be someone with more money than you,
so why kill yourself, trying to get to that level?

living in the past
not letting go
so hard to let go
let go of the good and the bad
if we move on, there is a reason
we are growing within when we move on, when we let go,
so then why is it so hard?

the perfect relationship,
this concept does not exist,
so why do we keep searching for it?
there is no perfect relationship,
all have imperfections.
they may seem like they are perfect in the beginning.
there is no soulmate,
love at first sight,
at least not in our eyes,
" love " is like  "life's plans,"
we cannot plan it, we can try all we want,
but God is just laughing at us,
"silly mortals, when they will they learn,
it's not they're plans that matter, it is mine."