This is a really old poem of mine...
by That Person
I wish he was here
He chases away my every fear
He always said he loved me
But to him it isn't meant to be
I wish he could see just how much I wish he was here
To wipe away my first, last, and every tear
It hurts when he tells me he loves me when he don't love me like I love him, It hurts real bad
All I do then is cry, wonder why it has to be me that is so stupid, and be sad
I look at his picture and all of a sudden I feel good again
But, if only he could be more than a friend
I think about him and all of a sudden I smile, which is not like me
I love my baby and I guess he will never see
I wish he could hold me to keep me warm when I am cold.
I wish he could be here to love me because my love for him will never grow old.