And so you will haunt my dreams with your dull, grim smile and aching heart, and I will love you from here in my room as I fall apart.
I will remember you on the good days and especially on the bad. I will pester myself with "What if's?.." over things I've never said.
I will long for your touch, your loving embrace. I will mourn for your spirit, your heart, and your sweet face.
For now I must bid you fare well and wait to see what God has in store. I hope you know that no matter how much you love me, I'll always love you more.
