 | We all die
A never ending cycle
We die different ways but yet it’s all the same
But when I die there is something I can say,That even though life’s so short I got you everyday
I loved you,
cared for you,
kissed you,
held you,
made love to you.
It seems so sad that eternity it was not,
but the memories I have will never be forgot.
You were mine, I was yours, we shared ourselves
amongst this dismal world.
So when I am at the gates and all are telling there story,
I can say I was the one that loved you and that my love is still growing.
Written by Tabra Booth
Submitted by Tabra Booth |  |