remember the times we shared?
still love me? (Did you ever love me?)
cherish our stolen moments?
miss my smell, my taste, my touch?
regret the way things ended?
feel a tingle every time you see or hear my name?
wish we could go back to the way things were?
ever long to see my face?
ever think about me?
ever wish things were different?
ever write poetry for me?
ever wonder where I am and what I'm doing?
ever imagine what our lives would be like together?
know how much you mean to me?
know how hard it is to let you go?
Of course you don't. But I do.
used to write love poems for you... but not anymore.
p.s. this is post # 100. It took me 2 1/2 years to get here. Clap Mi!!!