As each day goes by
Makes me miss you a little more...
*to tell you now this poem duz not rhyme...its...
Ever have to say good bye...
I sit on my bed,
clutching my head...
Its all messed up now
it hurts, I'm through...
Fun times come and go
but memories let you know...
It's so hard to let someone go.
That of which is what I know...
Isn't it good when u can spend hot summer days...
looking at all of the lads...
Breath full
Slow is the moment as it is passed...
Its funny how it all started
We would play in the sand...
What happen to the good old days, when we use to...
I miss him so much...
we had such great times...
A friend thats what i called you
My best friend thats what we were...