Last night I found this poem in the middle of my note pad. It was dated 2 years ago and must have been one of my unpublished poems so I decide to post it.. enjoy!
However little your harmatia was, it was nothing I expected.
Everyone could but not you!
We were conditioned events, inseparable like God’s love for man.
I thought it would certainly be “yours and mine forever”
So much for “forever”
Now your forever is nothing but a faded music lyrics on an old brown paper.
However, I will cherish that old piece of paper since its all I have got of you.
I still love you because you are still my forever