I am happy for you. I truley am, but when I see the
pictures, when I see how you hold her, how you smile when youre
with her, and remember when that smile was for me. When I think
about all the missed oportunitys I had. It hurts. When I look at
the pictures, it hurts, and tears well in my eyes, because it
hurts, oh it hurts so bad. There is a smile on my face as well
because I am happy for you, I am happy you found some one who is
with you, and can give the support I can't. It just hurts to
know that I could have been her, and I'm not..
