Awaite
Your love to me is such a gift,
I remember the way you felt,
your touch your kiss.
Not having you here with me I miss.
For every day that passes by,
with every blink of the eye,
I'll be here waiting.
Writing you these letters,
hoping everything gets better.
Dreaming... that one day,
I can say those two words, "I do.."
Sincerely missing,
and loving you.
Copyright © Jennifer Tovar | Year Posted 2011
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