If love was an ocean, or just lake michigan,
We'd better swim before we'd sink.

I miss your wit, your smile, and your love.

Maybe I sound like a loony, but honey I miss you.

You are fading, and this weight in my heart doesn't ease.

I want to take your hand, and start over.
We'd take our time.

Count your blessings while you can, and take your loved ones by the hand.

Lovely, sweet memories. The taste still lingers in my mouth. Letters of old, hold joy, truth, love, and dreams so decedent. Tucked away are they, treasured & stored. Can I tell you something? I'm afraid to read them again. I'm afraid because I don't want to hold one too tightly, or hope in ignorance. We must live this day, and be here now.

I fell hard for you. You were my first love.
I hope you get to where you are going.