hey im Bianca Preston as you have probably worked out already. im only 16 but still doesnt mean a thing. Most of my poems that will appear on here will of been written after the death of two extremely close family members my Dad and older Brother. They passed away due to a heavy vehicle accident in which we do not know the cause of. Its hard to believe such loving and caring people can move on without a goodbye or even growing old. R.I.P Dad and Nathan we love and miss you greatly xox |
Even tough we can find our way
its hard to know the up coming day...
Because you are my friend
i can be me...
When i have noone to turn to
And im feeling kind of low...
There aren't enough words
To describe you...
Remember that day
Not so long ago...
Even tough we can find our way
its hard to know the up coming day...
No time is long enough to share with those we love, or to prepare our hearts for the goodbye |
Don't promise me forever if you can't even promise me tomorrow. |
Love, it is a really easy word to say and even harder to mean but i mean when i say it to you! |