Michael is what I call constantly, I look for you all the time, I hear what you have told me, Then I'll turn to a glass of wine. Your inside me constantly, my love for you so deep, I want to see you once again, Instead I just weep. I wish I could hear your voice, telling me how to cope, I wish I could hold you tightly And believe life holds hope. I'm turning photo's to pictures, to hang them on our walls I need you near me you see so you can hear all my calls. I've been told it gets easier that life becomes more easy to bear, But I'll always have those memories of you, I'll love you forever Michael, I truely care.