A Letter

I found someone. It feels as if he fills that hole. But is he really like you? Can he really complete me, make me whole? I'm his pretty little poet, And he is my Romeo too. I only wonder if he can fill Those precious memories like you do. Can he possibly take your place? So much of me is you, and this is what I mean. He may be here with me, But I miss you more than it may seem. I was put in a spot That I never wanted to see. I love my Romeo, but I miss my prince. My heart doesn't know where it wants to be. So, in ending this letter, I beg you not to cry. I won't regret saying that he is here for now, Though, I never wanted to have to say goodbye.