Love IS.............

I may never find you, or may never even get to remind you.
I probably can\\\'t email, send, or call the faint heart beats of you.
I shouldn\\\'t come by, stay or watch. Altogether, i am going to say one thing.
After you, left, left me. You took something of mine. And no, it wasn\\\'t my C.D collection, mag books or favorite comic.
It isn\\\'t my promise ring, the smell of ocean sea weed. No none of those.
I suppose this is what i get for falling. Falling hard. Even falling up is hard.
You think so? No?
It\\\'s not the way you kissed me, felt me, saw me. No, i can let go of those.
You didn\\\'t take my heart, soul or memory.
You stole my obsession to smile.
So i suppose, that i, should be getting that back?