I don't know why I did what I did
all I know is I would take it back if only I could...
My Hand is lonely for your clasping, dear;
My ear is tired waiting for your call...
I'm not sure what it'd be like
if i had you back, here with me...
It's OK every-thing's gonna be alright
we'll make it through the cold dark night...
He found a hobby in sculpting
He did it whenever he could...
I knew that it was not you who said that we were...
*yes, that's right I have my Danny back. I'm so...
Roses r red
violets are blue...
I talk to you again
I feel so alive inside...
I miss his lips, his touch
his eyes, his voice, so very much...
PLEASE COMMENT OR VOTE ON THIS POEM..I WOULD...
why does this still hurt so bad, i still feel like...
Let us fix what we have broken
Let us try to fix the past...
© Francisco Guzman 2005
I just don’t understand, what else could...