I Hope Part 3 Poem by Your Pusha

I hope when you hold her that you will think of me
Wonder how I'm doing and wishing me you could see

I hope when she smiles at you, you see me face 
Turn your head and want to cry for me you couldn't replace 

I hope when she's laying next to you your wishing it was me
Wishing it was my hand you hold and touching my body 

I hope when you look in her eyes your heart feels hurt
Because it was my eyes that you wish, into, you could look

I hope when you make love to her that you will miss me 
The way I loved you and how I satisfied you completely

I hope when you grow old and your kids are gone
That you'll think back to leaving me and realize you were wrong

I hope one day you wish that you had stayed with me 
That I was the old lady holding your hand as we walk down the street