Poems about her

Time

I have loved her for so long and she is going to be gone in less than a week. 

It used to be months, but months turn to weeks and weeks turn to days until all of your time is gone. 

Three days. That is how long i have left with her and i don't know if i can deal with not seeing her every day. 

Next year, it days will be so dull, not having her aound to make me laugh or to brighten up my day. I would do anything for her, but not this. I can't separate myself from her. She means so much to me and before she leaves, i want her to know that. But, i know i won't tell her. 

I love her more than anything, and this is going to be the hardest three days of my life.