And you me wrote those poems
In a minute past thought.
Then you ran straight to her
The second that we fought.
And you came crawling back
The truth in your hands.
How could I turn away?
How could I not understand?
Will you believe those words
That I wrote for you?
Will you stand around and fight
Until it is through?
INTERESTING
another great poem
written by such
a neat WRITER
Rachael, I'm so proud of you.
I miss you so much I never knew.
I will fight forever for you.