So much distance lies between us.
Many miles of land, sea and sky.
Your memories, I cherish, I cannot lie.
So much love, that was not to be.
If only you could come home to me.
My wish, I know, is not to be.
Our families fought, tore us apart.
Thought we were stronger, we never really left start.
Our memory will remain in my heart.
But hey, we had some good times, we had a laugh.
Remember, we fell, making love in the bath.
We laughed til we could laugh no more, made love again on the floor.
As I put pen to paper, tear-drops fall.
Not for sadness, only happiness.
For if we hadn't met, I would not have met love at all.
Deborah Ashdown
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-lost-love-2/
