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Why did you have to leave?

You left in such a hurry, I didn't get a chance to tell you I love you.

I didn't get a chance to say, no don't go. 

There was still so much for you to see.

There was still so much for us to do, including saying those two little words I do.

You not only left in such a hurry, you forgot to take me with you.

My hands are reaching out trying to pull you back,

but no one grabs a hold.

I hear you are rid of that painful disease, that's why you're not reaching for my hands any longer.

Thoughts cross my mind,

it would be so much easier to leave and be with you.

Your voice in my head saying.. no not yet.

You will be here when it's your time, your time to be free.

When that final rose petal falls to the ground that's when I'll be free.

I'll be free of the diease you gave to me when you let go of my hands.

I'll finally be free to be with you in those arms where I belong.