He whispered
In her ear
Well she melted
In his hands

The ocean
Is so
Peaceful and calm
I wish
I was
Like the ocean

I would write you a poem
     about the stars and the moon
I would write you a poem
     about me dying soon.
I would write you a poem
     about my love everlasting
I would write you a poem
     about cymbals crashing.
I would write you a poem
     about how I want you so
but I can't write you a poem
     when you don't let me grow.

He heard the whisper of her voice in my ear
She had left all so long ago
Taken by the guy who stolen her
He stole her life right out of her hands
With that gun he hid in his pants
She whispers to him about that dreadful night
Even though she is not there
He hears her voice every night.

I find him perfect in many ways
What can I say though
He is perfect for me
My dream guy to be exact
No ones dream guy ever comes true
But mine did I must be the lucky one
For my dream guys name is Jayson

I miss you dad
I didn’t get to say goodbye
Your gone and I’m still here
You left March 18, 2017
I found out February 2nd, 2018
Almost a year later
Why did no one tell me
I guess I wasn’t that important
Not to you now I see
You never loved me
But dad I will always love you