To You Little Sparrow

Do I say goodbye, do I have to, do I need to?

I don't really know where to go from here.

I don't really know how to get closure.

Do I live my life for your sake?

Do I live my life better for you?

I listen to songs that make me think of you and tears can't help but fall from my eyes.

I don't believe in a heaven but I hope there's something out there that brings us together at some point.

I hope I see you on the other side.

I have a tattoo. It looks a little shabby, I imagined you could've laughed at me for it but it's filled with a lot of sentiment.

A friend of mine died and on the day of the funeral I got an anchor tattoo with a blank ribbon.

The blank ribbon is you, you never had a name. I wish you did, I think it might make it easier.

I'm probably crazy for feeling this way.
I'm guilty for living while you never even had a chance.
It's my fault you were never given a chance.

There's nothing quite as crazy like missing something that hasn't really existed.

I wish you could be manifested so I could hug you and never let you go.

My heart hurts for you and you will forever be with me.

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