Never Ending Pain

If roses were red and violets were blue

   How come there's not a day that passes that I don't think about you

If the sky is blue and the grass is green

    How come you was gone before I was a pre teen

If we believe in him and he believes in love 

    How come it's been six years since he took you and I contuously feel like a broken dove

If life is full of joy and happiness why am I empty and consistently suffering the pain of your death

Not a day passes that I don't miss you

Not a minute passes that I don't think about you

But I know that roses are red and violets are blue 

 so even though your gone My love will never stop running for you.