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| They say times a healer, that memories never die,
Then why is I wake up each day and ask why, why I cant see you or hear you brotherly voice, why is god chose you and didn’t give you a choice, If time is a healer and memories never die then Why Can’t I remember, the childhood memories, the feel of your skin, what is it with me why cant I ever win, All that I recall is the day you left, the pain, the horror, the sheer disbelieve, The anger, the tears, all of my fears, my worst nightmare come true, my life without you. I want to remember everything we did, every word we spoke, I keep hoping this is gods idea of a sick joke, I wish I could talk to you just one last time, I wish I could hold you and see you shine, I love you bruv I always have, the troubled times we had we overcome, but god still came along and took my number one. I was never ashamed of anything you did because to me you were always our kid, I am proud of you Ian even though it was never said, And iam not just saying it now coz your dead, No one knows what goes on inside my head, I think about you when I awaken, I think of you all day I still cant believe my brothers gone away. Missing you so much our kid. Never ever forget you, My big brother Boo. xxxxxxxxxxx |
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