Everyday I think of you, wondering what you’re doing now. I’m wanting to know if it’s me you’re thinking of. I couldn’t get enough of your love, and now it seems to be done. Two long years gone down the drain. As tears stream down my face, I suddenly realize how to take time at a different pace. Our love was so strong, how could we have ever gone wrong. Maybe there is hope, or maybe I’ve been handed the short end of the rope. By the way I forgot to mention.... I love you.