It seems that I really miss youbut what if pride is there too?
Do I have to come and say sorry?
Even if deep inside I’m burning with self-pity.
I miss the presence of yours,
even though you’re giving gifts to me before,
my heart yells for you more and more.
so please, show me your love that I adore.
I remember our days so full of love,
with Him as our witness from above.
Telling us that it’s true love that we found.
With you and I being so bound.
And every time I think of you,
I just cherish the love that we’ve been through.
And for the times that we were together,
I always pray that it’ll be forever.
But how could we end like this?
I have questions in my mind, so answer me, please?
Answers from your heart and soul, with no regrets and sorrow,
from a heart that I, unknowingly, selfishly borrowed.
I don’t know how to end this poem of mine,
‘Cause I want you to hear it all the time.
And when the time comes that I’m going to die,
I just want to say, “I love you, but, goodbye!”
circa Mar 2007
By: MJKB / JMOM