In everything i do brings back memories of you and i
I walk to my bus stop and remember all the times we meet there.
I walk to the trail and i cry think of of all the times we seat there talking for hours.
i walk home all by myself thinking of when it was you and i walking together.
I go to the gas station and remember when i would walk up there to see you when you had a break.
i sit in my house at night all alone and cry for you.
i go cry myself to sleep holding the bear you gave me and the picture of you
someday you will realize we were meant to be together.
This poem i wrote for the boy i loved truly Charles Richard Holland. please vote and leave comments thanks
*~~Amanda~~*
