Honey, I miss you.

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    For my belove husband Jeff for all sweet memories I had with him and sometime it came back for a moment and I wish those memories will never fade away

    Honey, I miss you.

    Why don't you come to my dream any more?
    It doesn't matter if you are a statues in my dream
    It doesn't matter if you get mad in my dream
    It doesn't matter if you sleep in my dream
    I love it everytime you come in my dream
    So I could see your face, feel your touch
    and know you are there
    I miss you, honey
    I miss your patiently wait for me
    when we start to watch a movie
    I miss your sad look after we fought
    I miss your laugh, I miss your voice
    I miss your strong arm that hold me so tight

    I am so afraid those memories are fade away
    I am so afraid that people will take your place
    Will we be together forever in eternal life?
    Will you love me still then when I am so old?
    I wish you could hear this out
    And we could talk more in my dream 

    So I will forever remember you
    Missing you and loving you
    Like an old song say
    I am rather feel blue
    Thinking of you
    Than be happy with someone else
    I am rather feel blue
    Over you
    Than be happy with someone else

     

     

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    Teardrops commented on Honey, I miss you.

    06-14-2010

    i had your kind of love also and its been seven years and you wont forget him Promise love lasts forever great poem Marie
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    Papa commented on Honey, I miss you.

    06-14-2010

    Love should last forever, even if only in a dream. Not every one is capable of love, at the least you have that. you won't forget.
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