Death Of My Love
Published: Nov 2007
I Wanted To Go With You
Home is where the heart is, it doesn't always have four walls. Sometimes it can be a park bench, a homeless shelter, no matter where we lay our heads we are together and love counts the most.
We had our trials in life, even a few brief spats and separations but you had my heart as no one ever before, we always made up and got back together, loving each other ever the more.
Now you are gone and I can't be with you for awhile, my aching heart is killing me, I cannot smile. You became sick and wasted away, why oh why did you have to leave me all alone?
I wanted to go with you but I have to wait, wait till my name is called and I hope you come with Jesus to carry me away, this I wait for impatiently each and every day.