My Lost True Love
Whenever I miss you I look at the stars
I picture you with me which I know that you are.
You were my bestfriend, my everything.
I remember when we use to call each other cute names.
You were the girl I would of married,
But instead you were my best memory that was buried.
I cried for days and cried for nights,
I was sure it was the end of my life.
They said that we were to young to love and not ment to be,
But I know in my heart I truly loved you and you truly loved me.
This poem is about:
Our world