When we talked on the phone, you mentioned us together forever.
When we spoke you said you promised to be here for me forever.
When you said that it made me smile, the thought of your breaking it made me cry.
I knew you wouldn't be here forever, I knew eventually you'd die.
When you mentioned your fate, I didn't expect it to come the next day.
The promise always meant a lot to me, and I took it to seriously.
Now the thought that you might be dead is killing me.
Worse off because I don't know, you don't answer your phone and thats not like you.
I guess you said you loved me because some how you knew.
You talked to me you sang to me, and now not doing that is killing me.
Why did you break your promise?
Why did you have to go?
Why did you leave me stranded in an ocean of you?
Why can't you take me with you?
I want to go to.
I guess that forever isn't that long.
I guess that your promise wasn't in vein.
I guess you loved me while you still could.
Now there isn't anything that is as it should.
There isn't anyone that can cheer me up like you could.
Why can't I go to heaven with you?
Why can't it be my time to go?
I'm sad you broke your promise, not only because it hurts but because I lost you when you