When people ask me where you are, <br />I wish i could say more then just your far. <br /> <br />With every passing day, <br />I think about you, and what we had. <br />I wish your parents wernt so mad. <br /> <br />Every second, of every day, <br />I miss you more and more. <br />I cant believe you were with me, even though i was a bore. <br /> <br />You were my reason for living, <br />you are so sweet and giving. <br /> <br />I wish you were still here with me, <br />But its ok for one day together, again we will be.<br /><br />Crystle Jones<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-dear-rose/
