You loved me you made everything good again. You made me, me again. No longer was I someone else I was me again. You were my rock when he died. I loved you in so many ways. Now I lost myself You throw it all away for nothing. I would give anything, to feel your soft skin again. Have those butterflys in my stomic, When you touch me. Be able to say i care about , Without it getting wired. I want to tell you, I want you. Then know it won't be wired.