I want to class late just to hold your hand to class. I ran
home just to talk to you and hear your voice. We would talk
about nothing, but to me it was every thing. You told me
your heart and I told you mine. You were my one and only
baby girl. You were in my dreams every night. We talked for
hours on end. You didn’t have to say a word to me cuz when
you hugged me it told me every thing.

		But as the past fades. The memoirs of you don’t.

This may not sound much to any one. But it was every thing
to me…

                                          
					Now…
We only talk when we happen to run in to each other. When we
talk it’s a hi or how are you doing then its over. I
don’t even know you any more. This hurts me so much cuz I
knew you better then you even did.



Now…
When I hug you I never want to let go. When I look in to
your eyes I can see the real you. The one I knew back when I
knew you. You may put on a show for other people but I
can’t see right threw it all. You’re still the nice,
lovely, good-hearted person I knew.