Saturday, June 05, 2010

Even if you never read this...

I didn't know you for everything you were.
I knew you for everything I wanted you to be.
That was wrong of me,
I'm sorry.

Never forgotten

I swear I can make out your shape in the clouds,
Hear your whisper in the wind, 
See your eyes sparkle in the stars at night.
I feel your presence everywhere
And yet,
You're no where 
I want you to be.
I hope you can see me, though
And know,
Your not forgotten. 

Not sure which

Not many people can get me smiling with just one word.
It's his gift...
Or my curse.