I hope you are doing fine I wish you get on cloud nine I still remember our last glass of wine I miss the times when I called you mine. I am sorry I just watched you fall I still remember the first time you called I miss how before my problems you stood tall I curse myself whenever I recall.
I wish I wouldn't push you into such plight I curse myself now for every single fight You gave me flowers, and I caused your blight. I remember how despite everything, you hugged me tight and then how you held my hand and walked through the night Now, I now just wish I could make things right.
Dear lost love,
I miss how every time I laughed hard, You looked at me and asked "Are you fine?" I curse myself for putting you through such misery, When all you ever prayed was for me to shine. Well no words I write can ever say, How much I regret every day. Yet, I am a writer all I can do is spill ink over all this fuss, hoping you understand, I miss the time when me and you were us.