Her smile as bright as the sun,
the perfect girl i would never forget.
Went by the swing that we met,
went to our favourite coffee shop,
ended on the beach of our first honeymoon —
I wish this day would last forever.

She leans over and quietly whispers,
“It’s time to let go”
She walks towards the water,
slowly walking deeper.
Yet i sit there; staring there,
her figure getting smaller.
In the blink of an eye, she was gone —
It was too late to feel forlorn

Why didn’t i stop her?
25th August 2005
I miss her