Emotional Baggage . . .
Loving him is something I’ll always do
I pray that he still loves me too
We were together for so long
For us to only find out that we were not that strong
Were did I go wrong
Was it being there for him
Even on the slightest whim
I was there
Through all the wear and tear
Was it even worth all my effort and time
For those months that I called him mine
We ended on such a terrible note
Now all this emotional baggage I must tote
Of course I still care
Please wake me from this nightmare
cause
Loving him is something I’ll always do
Even if it kills me too.
