StaceyLeigh Olner

(9/2/1992 / burton-upon-trent)

sorry to see you go,

Im sorry you have to leave,
I wish you never had to go,
I know your gonna come back,
Its just hard to believe,
I`ll never let go of the memories that we share,
Because thats what will keep me going,
I cant wait till we meet again after the 6yrs,
I love you and im gonna,
Miss you like crazy,
I wish life wernt so crewl,
But it could be like a test,
And i know we will pass,
I wish you never had to go,
I wish you could stay,
But i know you`ve got to go,
Make sure you and your mum take care,
And dont worry about me ok,
I`ll be waiting for your return,
I dont care how long it takes,
Im sorry you have to leave.

Im sure you can see why i wrote this one x

Submitted: Sunday, September 16, 2007
Edited: Monday, May 23, 2011
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