Tuesday, May 12, 2009


Though I won't be the one waiting at home,
My face will appear before yu when you least expect it;
Each time you gaze deep into her eyes,
You'll remember the love you saw in mine.
Remember, when you hear her laughter,
How you loved to make me smile;
When you wipe away her tears,
Think of my broken heart which will never mend.
With each of her "I love you"s,
Remember my love, which you rejected,
And know it still belongs to you.
© 1988 TDR

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