jueves, 10 de febrero de 2011

Miguel Cazenave


You use to call me your angel, said I was sent straight down from heaven. You'd hold me close in your arms. I loved the way you felt so strong. 
I never wanted you to leave, I wanted you to stay here holding me.
I miss you, I miss your smile, and I still shed a tear every once in a while. And even though it's different now, you're still here somehow. My heart won't let you go and I need you to know, I miss you.
I know your in a better place, but I wish that I could see your face. I know your where you need to be, even though it's not here with me.
I miss you