The flowers have died and weltered,
Like the memories he has built.
I wish that day we spend together,
Could have lasted forever.
But forever never means forever
You my dear, was just too clever.
And now the winter nights grow longer
I am left here alone to slumber.
I always seem to get it wrong,
To me you were my favourite song:
You love it, but it eventually comes to an end-
It completely drives you round the bend.
Now with each and every passing day
I recall all the things I should say.
The truth is I’ve fallen for you;
Love is my new living, and it’s all so new.
Emma Jane Pearson
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/did-you-love-me-2/
