I lost you my heart of hearts,
My golden treasure,
My diamond in the rough,
My last wish,
You were my last forever.
I lost you.
I thought and I thought that you were,
My heart, My soul, My everything.
But I was too busy collecting stones and,
Not polishing the great diamond that was beside me,
Whispering I Don’t Hate You Baby into my ear.
Now that I’ve lost you,
It hurts to make my heart beat.
Saint please come back to me!
I abused a good thing when I had it.
You are my everything.
No one can love me like you could.
Only if you could give me another dance,
Just more chance with you.
I promise I won’t let you down.
Mrs. Cynosure
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-lost-you-16/
