He broke our heart.
Moms and mine.
She wont stop talking about him.
I enjoy it, but not every time.
He died from colon cancer.
Now we live with Grandma & Grandpa.
Every minute they are trying to feed me.
They treat me like a baby and i dont like it.
Sometimes I think I was the one that made him go.
But then I think god made him go.
People tell me it was just his time to go.