~ Written by Danielle N. Bilski ~
To live then, now
I miss you,
A hundred times a day,
But in the same place,
At the same time,
We could not eternally remain.
Though true friendship,
Knows no bounds,
To the place you are in,
I still sometimes wish our story,
Would return to the beginning,
To live it all over again.
© 2010 Danielle N. Bilski