Sitting, thinking, days gone by, of past and things left unsaid,

Cries from my heart as u slip past my touch.

Pain as I watch you grow without me, you find yourself without me.

Without me I once thought you would never live. Without me I mourned you would die.

You sliped past my grasp and stole my heart. Your robber of souls you death reaper of the hearts.

Without me..without me..i cry..without me..you live as u did with your wings alittle larger.

With out me I fear..fear.. fear what? I cry!

I fear that without you I will die..