Miss
I miss you...
Like a flower needs water,
I failed to love and to honor.
To hold you close in times of despair,
Has our love for each other really gone beyond
repair?
Our blind hopes for a better life are deceiving,
One can only do what their best at revealing.
A side of ourselves we fight everyday,
Hoping, hoping that it will just go away.
Living with memories of the past, there is no future,
A heart once made of gold will turn into pewter.
My as time grows my love grows as well,
I can only hope that we can end this kind of hell.
I miss you..
Copyright © Jon B. Rangel | Year Posted 2006
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