Wednesday, May 21, 2003
A period of time passes by,
the little gifts you used to get don’t
come as frequently.
The closeness we once shared seems to
be slipping away.
There are times we can’t communicate,
and times we can’t be together.
For all the troubles we encounter,
I will never forsake you.
For all the times I stumble and fall,
I take for granted you will be there for me.
2:29:00 PM
