by asheley michelle smith
Sometimes I wish you were here, so you could feel the pain I fear.
We used to sing and dance, and even hold hands.
It's hard to think about those times, when I start to rhyme.
I'm missing the way we used to be, can't you see.
Thinking about those harsh thoughts, it feels like I'm missing a part.
I really love you but then I don't, sometimes I wanna leave you,
but I won't.
You make me smile, I just can't wait to walk down that aisle.
I never thought you would be the one, but now I see.
You are the special one for me, you will always be.
I could write until infinity using pen and paper,
but instead I'll finish it later.