This isn't really very poemish but oh well....
My first thought and my last
My triumphs and tragities
the laughs and the tears
the pleasures and pains of life
Years have passed
Others have come and gone.
But you are ever in my heart and mind.
I lay in bed at night wishing
Wishing you were with me.
And even though your not
I tell you everything.
I wake every morning expecting
Expecting to feel the rise and fall of your chest
Only to find myself cold and alone.
You were the first.
You were supposed to be the last.
But your gone and the details are fading.
One day I'll wake up
not thinking of you.
I'll go to sleep without thinking
of everything I'd tell you if you were here.
Someday soon I'll move on.
Maybe Tomorrow;
Just not today.
