Missing you

It is so hard to write to you When the words I can barely say. For the way that you make me feel Is with me every day. I can be sad, depressed, angry, and mad Each so much the same. For when I finally talk to you, These feelings are washed away. They are replaced with hope and love and joy And feelings I didn't know I had. I wouldn't trade them for anything in this world For if I did I'd go mad. Being apart from you is so hard For every day feels like a year. But when I finally get to talk to you It is a blessing to my ears. No voice in this world can sound so sweet Nor can one represent such beauty. Once you stop you lovely speak It does seem quite a pity. For I could listen to your voice all day Whether you are talking, or even singing. For miss you now and every day I do wish that I were there. To make sure you had a fun filled day And that pain harvested not your tears. To see you go through any pain Would be to bring hurt upon my soul. Live not, could I, anymore Without you by my side. You’re the only person I need in my life To let me carry on. With you there, then I need not despair Of the path my life shall go on. Being with you is number one And allow nothing in the way shall I. Not work, nor baseball, nor curling too Shall keep me from being with you. I would willingly give up anything If it meant that I could be with you. Even if I shall die My last request would be. To see that beautiful face you have So I could take the image, To heaven, With me. Written January 23rd, 2002 © on Jan 23 2002 03:11 AM PST   0 • 8