Words to match a Rose

What am I doing with my life

Oh how I will miss thee,

and thine amazing talent,

Oh how I will fathom our next meeting,

When we all meet once more,

Thine kindness hath shown me a path,

And one I will take to the end.

Although our meeting was yet short,

I have taken each moment to heart,

Whilst writing a short poem,

My heart begins to sink,

Not for the sadness of loss,

But for the draining of overflowing emotion.

Like a ship into an iceberg,

My heart begins to fill,

Not for the impending doom of passengers,

But the weight of the waves of emotion flowing in.

This message was not so much for a farewell,

As it was to save my ship from sinking,

Although one must learn from mistakes,

I have not fully yet.

The mistakes we make,

Are smaller yet,

But it is when they do not come anymore,

That we will understand,

Our journey hath come to an end.