Um...why is it that the thing that hurts you most can also give you the great pleasure... You know that the pain is wrong not right... But being gone for just a minute seems like forever... You convince yourself day by day that this is what love is suppose to feel like...

You could never tell my story the way that I can...
The trials in tribulation were never pretend...
Std's pregnancy, and a aborted son...
Watching my pain rise in fall like the sun...

"Use it or loose it "was what my girls would say while they brag of the doe they got that day. Decribing there ATM's body to a tee, laughin gigglin making fool of me. I was only 16 didn't no much about a stick, but the decription of the pain just made me sick.