If I were in Hell and you were in Heaven, I’d always look
up and be proud
of you. But if I was in Heaven and you were in Hell I’d ask
God to send
me down because Heaven isn’t Heaven [ Without You.
]
I hate that I never said I love you. I guess that`s part of being
in grown-up love. Because that`s what this was. It wasn`t
teenaged, mushy-gushy stuff. It was real. I would`ve given
anything and everything for you. I was willing to tough out the
hard stuff and fight this up-hill battle everyday. When you were
in pain, I was miserable and when you were happy, the world was
right. Gosh, I loved you.