I am going to miss all the amazing times we had.
Where you gave me hope and I was no longer sad.
You made me feel as if I would never run out of time.
And inspired me to write my next poem with a rhyme.
I am going to miss those big blue eyes that I love.
And made me think you were an angel from above.
I am not sure what will happen or if we will be all right.
But at least we can say, “We didn’t go down without a fight.”
My heart has gotten the best of me with my head in a cloud.
And I think the last thing I would call myself is proud.
But I promise I will try my best to make it up to you.
If it is the last thing I will ever do.