You were lost before I knew
what it meant to be without.
You were loved before I knew
what it meant to care.
You were missed before I knew
what it meant to remember.
I miss you.
Everyday I feel the hurt
Of not really knowing you.
Everyday I wish for more time
More memories to hold onto
Everyday I’m thankful for
The memories you got to make.
I miss you.
You are found now
In our memories.
You are loved now
In our hearts.
You are here now
In our thoughts.
I miss you.
Month: December 2016
Her Eyes
A gentle subtleness,
A pool of hope,
A hint of uncertainty,
A twinkle in the night,
A look of desire,
A gleam in the dark,
A sense of curiosity,
A sea of love,
A soft-spoken poem,
gives me butterflies
for she has
the most beautiful eyes.