stacey17xx

I wonder how life will be, Once I'm gone. I wonder who will care, & for how long. The memory of me, Will surely fade. But just how quick, Will it go away? To quick to say, I even mattered? Or will it go, Even faster ...

you're strong, I'm weak You listen, I speak You catch, I fall You're big, I'm small You're wrong, I'm right I'm sorry we fight I'm wrong, you're right I feel contrite I love you more then I can say, Please don't ever go away...

Like so many times before, I brush my hair, I wash my face and compose my self ready to start a new day. I grab myself some breakfast, walk out the front door and go to sit under our tree. A beautiful, majestic willow, so big it could house a hundred birds and so beautiful no painter could capture its beauty. Our tree, where we'd sit together for hours and were we shared our first kiss in the company of nature. This place were we found sanctuary we also found love. For being together was far better than any riches and was more then my heart could ever ask for. So I sit and wait patiently until the day I see you again, until the day my haven i