They first met in class
Right back in grade one...

I miss you in the summer as sunsets hypnotize
I miss you in the winter our warmth in stormy...

You remind me of the morning
Of when the sun would rise...

I still wake up without you
But often when it's night...

I used to look forwards everyday
To what my life might bring...

You know I miss how we were
When I think back to the start...

I'll walk with you, along this path
The one where we both met...

I am barely awake and it's dark outside
I feel the warmth of you by my side...

It's been many weeks since you have gone
I realize I'm still holding on...

Soon as we're married
You started cutting corners...

When I no longer yearn, to read a new book
Nor want to travel, for my eyes to look...

If I was your pen I'd write all your words
So boldly and flowing where each one is heard...