Jillian Marie
Bluelighter
Why is it that every moring i wake up and i expect you to be sitting their in the living room chair reading the newspaper drinking a cup of tea waiting for you to say good morning to me
Why is it that i get my hopes up for nothing, you're not there, but im here! i see you walking around the house, no one else does, but i do i reach out just for a touch which i have been longing for so much but its just air no feelings of a hand its just air.
I watch our family fall slowly but yet so quickly apart because the strongest link of our so called perfect family has been released from this hell and were all here left to struggle, but me i just rebel.
There has to be a reason why all of this happened, but i still just can't figure it out i guess for now im gonna have to wake up being dissapointed that you're not here in the living room sitting in your chair
Why is it that i get my hopes up for nothing, you're not there, but im here! i see you walking around the house, no one else does, but i do i reach out just for a touch which i have been longing for so much but its just air no feelings of a hand its just air.
I watch our family fall slowly but yet so quickly apart because the strongest link of our so called perfect family has been released from this hell and were all here left to struggle, but me i just rebel.
There has to be a reason why all of this happened, but i still just can't figure it out i guess for now im gonna have to wake up being dissapointed that you're not here in the living room sitting in your chair
