I sometimes gaze out into the blue
without any courseful path
I simply doth remember you
and of all we thought we had

I'm writing this knowing
that we've lost touch and dreams
and contact too, it simply seams
Perhaps you think of me
somehow and where you are
Perhaps you may yet read this
poem of
a fallen star

I'm hoping that,
and I endure so when I pray,
you have found happiness
and that lithered has
your darkened day

I wish I could catch you by the eye
and never see them turn from dry

I remember you, I do that so...
I have never let you go

I have never scipped your heart
as I've held the pen

I think of you

from the early to the late

and back again