spent last night <br />alone <br />reading all the old poems <br />I’d written <br />her. <br /> <br />one said “I love you” <br />another <br />”where is the sun” <br />and on <br />and on <br />until <br />the bottom <br />of the pile. <br />where <br />the final poem said <br />“goodbye” <br /> <br />and if forever <br />had a face <br />its hers.<br /><br />Ben Paynter<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-forever-had-a-face/
