December 09, 2003


I touch my own tender lips
With my gentle finger tips
I close my eyes and reminisce,
How much we had to miss,
How soft and loving our kiss,
Those sweet memories in bliss.


I remember the way you would bend
The way we used to always pretend
You, my soul mate and best friend
How only good things happened,
How we wished it wouldn't end,
Then I watched you desend.


I keep thinking about everything
Everything we had lost, something,
We didn't know what was happening,
How did we end up parting?
How you had left me hurt and crying,
Why did you have to be dying?


I prayed every day and every night
For the strength for you to fight
I asked you to not to lose sight.
How I didn't want you to see a light
How your face looked so pale, white,
And I knew nothing would be alright.


Now I've lost my life, heart, soul.
I will never have the same control.
I could never be the same whole.
How did you fall in that hole?
How can this be logical?
Why is my life so cynical?

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