Through my life you've been there . . . now there's empty space. When I needed a hug, hurt myself, or needed protection . . . You were who I went to. With your words I made it through battles; I believed in myself.
Through the years I grew up and you were always constant. But through the years as I grew you became secluded. You found a women who seemed so fair, but looks can be decieving; Now this women has taken my place and my words mean nothing. You're no longer there when I need a hug, if I should hurt myself, and too protect me . . . You've broken promises; Like to be there for prom and graduation.
Now I'm hurt with operation in a few hours. And this women that seemed so fair keeps you away from me. I'm getting cut open . . . . . . and you're going to be missing . . .