I won't let myself miss her,
said the tears
running down my cheek,
as they puddle up
in endless supply
down around my feet.
And they look up at me
and say don't cry,
but I have no power
to keep eyes dry,
thinking thoughts of
how it was,
just like I dreamt it'd be.
Under my arm,
there you were,
with every chance given,
but this world,
and these lives we live,
can be so unforgiving.
I wasn't done
living my dream,
one day at a time,
but things,
they sometimes end
with no reason or rhyme.
Letting go,
I just don't know,
how to do such things,
and give up on my dreams
of that shiny pair of rings.
