Do You Remember Me
I can’t believe after all this time, I can’t get over you,
I guess a love like ours is one of a kind, a love that is true.
It’s been nine years since you left me to go to God and heavens immensity.
Do you still remember me?

It’s like a bad dream that plays over and over in my head,
of things I wish I’d done or words I would have said.
There’s not a day that goes by that I don’t think of you.
Even after all this time, what am I going to do?

Maybe this is the way mommies are supposed to feel,
perhaps our wounds are never intended to heal.
If I could ask but one question why,
how is it God could need you more than I?