One Last Picture

by samantha   Mar 15, 2007


I miss you already
One week
I won't know if you're OK
One week
I won't be able to tell you I love you
Every secone, minute, hour, day, week with you means everything
Since the begining not one day went by without talking to you
Now here I am, leaving
No phone
For one week
That one last kiss one last picture
Will be with me until I get another
Your face, your touch, your scent, your heart
will be with me every second, minute, hour, and day that I'm gone
And not one second will go by when I don't think about you
And not one day will go by when i don't look at that one last picture

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  • 17 years ago

    by Michael

    A reflection of my all but eager feelings toward this week of hell. I'll try to get a poem or two up. I love you more than anything in the world.