Memories of a Broken Heart

My thoghts are racing of a love am with out. I could still remember every smile that fell across his face. And every minute of every day we've spent together as one. But what came as a sprise was all the tears that you've to my eyes. I love you some much I feel eympty with out and when the wind blows i can fill it go right throw the hole your love onced felled. I think of you as my qear to my sickness I feel when your gone. In a quikness you left me one more. I should have known my weak heart could not take one more brake. But was it my mastake that your gone for every arugment I've started. All because of a durg I thought we could stop that habit sothat we can be uas agian. Maybe one day you can love me as I love you.