Anymore, that I didn’t love you,
That each morning, my first thought,
And each night, my last thought is of you.
That your thoughts haunted me,
Even in my dreams,
And we were always happy together,
Speaking, Laughing, Enjoying.
And each day is a new battle,
I try to remind myself of the truth,
But I seem to be losing any way,
No, I cannot seem to let you go.
For as long as we are both alive,
That hope of us will still keep on burning.
~ A Poem By Fizz, © 2014