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And I’m reaching for that blue skyy.

You always were ,the bravest, of us two.

We hid our pain, behind our smiles.

Each time I left, I held you tightly. 

And on my return, you held me, tighter still.

On dark nights our hearts are as one

We’d searched the heavens, 

for that star, that we both, could see. 

We made our wishes, and shared all of our dreams.

I can smell your scent, while my tears 

dampen your pillow

And no one hears my silent sobbing

As I try to sleep.

Not Knowing, That it’s Wrong......

I rather that you hate me.

For, now I don’t do love, very ....... well.

And I’m reaching for that, blue skyy.

Knowing, that it’s wrong.

But, I have no one to tell me, no.

And I’ll always miss you for.... 

things we never did.

And all the words, we left..... unsaid.

And I’m reaching for that blue skyy. 

Knowing, that it’s wrong.

But, I have no one to tell me, no.

The doctors never helped me

I’d locked it all, inside ....... deep within my head.

There’s secrets there, I’ll never share.

They’ll, all stay with me, 

even when I’m dead.

And I’m reaching for that blue skyy.

Knowing, that it’s wrong.

But, I have no one to tell me, no.

And I’m really missing you

Now that you have gone.

Giajl © Jim Love