Were
So many questions I never get answers to
Like were you have been and what’s wrong with you
So many nights you spend away from here
I ache so bad just to have you near
All I want is to matter to you
Is that a want that will never come true
I miss my husband I miss my friend
I thought we would be together till the end
But as the days go by it becomes clear to me
There is some were else you rather be
Copyright © Rebekah Maples | Year Posted 2008
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