last night before i went to bed thoughts of you filled my troubled head, though i've not CrYed this way in many years onto my pillow fell six silent tears.
The first was for your smile that i miss and the taste of your lips that i long to kiss. the second was for your angel face, and the thoughts of your warm loving embrace.
The trird comes as no suprise as i thought of your beautiful bright loving eyes. after this the fourth came rolling, instead of my pillow, it was you i should be holdi