You were the one, the only. I hope I didn't screw up too bad.
I still think of you daily. I hope you aren't still mad.
I can't imagine my life without you. It would be so mundane and boring.
You are my constant adventure. But yet, you're the one I'm ignoring.
It's hard working on myself without you. You always supported and held my hand.
It feels emptier now with you gone. You are the pebble I lost in the sand.
I promise to find you again one day. You just wait for me and see.
Because that's the only option, no one else compares. That's the way it's going to be.
5/7/12
YOU ARE READING
Until then
PoetryI live with a mathematical, logical mind, but tend to be immersed in emotion. The imbalance can both prosper and hinder me. with love, b 1987-until then...
